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CONTAINING 


A    CHOICE    COLLECTION   OF   OLD    BAU.AJ)   50X08, 
AS    SUNG    BY   OUR 


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150th  Thousand. 


^  NEW-YORK : 

g     NAFIS  &.  CORNISH,  278  Pearl  Street, 
*>  St.  Louis,  (Mo.)  Van  Dein  &  MacDonald 

Philadelphia-  -  John  B.  Perry. 


CONTENTS 


American  Soldier, 

AiKv.ver  to  the  Garden  Gate, 

Buys  of  Ohio, 

Brave  Wo!", 

Bunch  of  Rushes, 

Bloody  Brother, 

Barbara  Allan,     • 

Banks  of  Brundywine, 

Bonaparte  on  St.  Helena,     . 

Blackbird, 

Bonny  Light  Horeem&u, 

Banks  of  the  Ban, 


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Bold  Dighton, 

Bhick  Eyed  Susan, 

Banks  of  Inverary, 

Buteh2r's  Daughter,     - 

Banks  of  the  Schuylkill, 

Bony  Bunch  of  Roses, 

Blind  Beggar  of  Bethnal  Green, 

Battle  of  Baltimore, 

Captain  Robert  Kidd,    . 

Capfain  Glen, 

Caroline  of  Edinburgh  Town 

Captain  Ward, 

Canada,  I.  O. 

Captain  James,     - 

Charles  Gibbs, 

Crooked  Rib, 

Corn  Uobbs, 

Distrest  Maid, 

Dawning  of  the  Day, 

Drummer  Boy  of  Waterloo, 

Ellen  the  Fair,     - 

Fanny  Blair, 

Female  Sailor, 

Garden  Gate, 

Green  Mountain, 

George  Reilly, 

Gallant  Female  Sailor, 

Gosport  Tragedy, 

Girl  I  Left  Behind  Me, 

Green  Bushes. 

General  Armstrong,     - 

Handsome  Marry, 


04sN«A#ra».  yri\ 


Jemmy  and  Nancy, 

James  Bird,  ... 

Jack  Williams,     ... 

Jollv  York  Fireman,     - 

Kelly  the  Pirate, 

Kate  unci  her  Horns,    - 

Loss  of  the  Albion, 

Lord  Thomas  and  Fair  Eleanor, 

Lord  Bakeman, 

London  Apprentice,     - 

Loss  of  the  Hornet, 

Lavender  Girl,     - 

Major  Andre's  Death, 

Mermaid,  - 

Maid  I  Left  Behind  IVIe, 

Majors  Only  Son, 

Mary's   Dream, 

Men  of  Kent,     -  - 

Nobie  Lords  of  Canada, 

A^htingale,  - 

Mew -York  Trader, 

New-York  Fireman,    - 

'Prentice  Boy,      -        -         _ 

Paul  Jones,  - 

Penny's  Worth  of  Wit, 

Poor  Little  Sweep, 

Philadelphia  Fireman's  Song, 

Rambling  Soldier, 

Rosin  tiie  Bow, 

Rinordin~  - 

Rocks  ot  auiily,  - 

Rosanna, 


CONT&MTB. 


Rambling  Boys  of  Pleasure, 

ftose  of  Ardee,     - 

Remember  the  Poor,     - 

iiVdT  Spangled  Banner, 

Sarah  Maria  Cornell,  - 

Sheffield  Apprentice 

Soldiers  Dream,  - 

Sailor  Boy's  Dream,     - 

Ten  O'CIock.       - 

Taxation  of  North  Aiaerkja, 

Turkish 'Lady,     - 

Tall  Young  Oystorman, 

William  Tree,      .... 

VviLiirun  Reiiij — courtship,  Trial 

Starriace,      - 
W      i  tin  of  the  Ferry,  - 
Wiki  Rover,  -..>'•'-'..':,- 


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203 

26 

105 

244 

63 

43 

138 

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207 

137 

181 

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POPULAR    SOMiS. 


THE  JOLLY  YORK  FIREMAN 

Wing,  dong,  bang  away,         '  mQ  rr9* 
tW  with  your  „«*,,  and  |jav  af #•• 


0 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


When  fire  is  called,  and  the  bells  loud  ring, 
Every  one  to  his  engine  doth  spring, 
JLel  it  rain,  hail,  snow,  or  blow, 
There's  not  one  among,  O  !  that  will  be  slow. 
Ding,  dong,  bang  away,  &c. 

And  now  to  a  fire  how  nimbly  we  trip, 
And  then  up  a  ladder  how  nimbly  we  skip, 
While  Borne  at  the  arms  are  working  away, 
Which  causes  the  water  swift  through  the  p?p# 
play, 

Ding,  dong,  bang  away,  &c. 

To  keep  the  cold  out,  and  prevent  cold  strikiaij/ 

in, 
Some  will  drink  brandy  and  some  will  drink  gin, 
With  a  piece  of*  bread  and  a  slice  of  cold  ham, 
Some  will  wash  down  with  another  good  dram. 
Ding,  dong,  bang  away,  &c. 

vVhen  the  fire  is  out  and  the  engine  is  put  up. 
Next  then  my  bullies  and  where  shall  we  stop, 
Oh,  I  would  give  it  you  with  a  toast  or  a  song 
Which  would  make  you  all  laugh,  bnX  would 
take  me  too  long, 

Ding,  dong,  bang  away,  &c. 

Now  here  is  a  health  to  firemen  all, 

May  they  always  be  ready  to  attend  duty's  call, 

And  wherever  they  be, 

At  the  last  great  alarm  may  they  all  ready  b&. 

Ding,  dong,  bang  away, 

Engines  now,  dr»»  away, 
Off  with  your  hos«  an  ,  play  away. 


POPULAR  SONGS 
GENERAL  ARMSTRONG. 

Come  all  you  sons  of  liberty  that  to  the  seas  be- 
long, [song  : 
It's  worth  your  whole  attention  to  listen  to  my 
The  history  of  a  privateer  I  will  detail  in  full, 
That  fought   a  six-and-thirty  belonging   to  John 

BulL 
The  General  Armstrong  she  is  called,  and  saileri 
fiom  New  York,  [try  our  luck  ; 

With    all    our   hearts  undaunted,  once  more  to 
She  was  a  noble  vessel,  a  privateer  of  fame, 
She  had  a  brave  commander,  George  ChampJia 

was  his  name. 
We  stood  unto  the  eastward,  all  with  a  favour- 
ing gale, 
Iu  longitude  of  fifty  we  spied  a  lofty  sail, 
Our  mainsail   being  lower'd  and   foresail  to  re- 
pair, [proved  fair. 
Our  squaresail  being  set,  my  boys,  the  wind  ii 
We  very  soon  perceived  the  lofty  ship  to  be 
Bearing  down  upon  us  while  we  lay  under  lee  9 
All  hands  we  called  and  sail  did  make,  then  splic- 
ed the  main  brace,            [gave  up  the  chase. 
Night  coming  on,  we  sailed  so  fast,  she  soon 
Then  to  Barbadoes  we  were  bound,  our  courses 
so  well  did  steer;  [did  appear, 
We  cruised  there  for  several   days  and   nothing 
Twas    on    the    11th  of  March,  to  windward  oi 
Surinam,  [the  land  ; 
We  spied  a  lofty  ship  my  boys  at  anchor  near 
Ail  hands  we  call'd   to  quarters  and  down  upoa 
her  bore,                                   [near  the  shore. 
Thinking  'twas  some  merchant  ehio  then  lying' 


1 


12  POPULAR    SONGS. 

She  quickly  weighed  anchor  and  from  us  did 
steer,  [us  fear, 

And  setting  her  top-gallant  Bail   as  if  she  did 
But  soon  we  was  alongside  of  her,  and  gave  her 
a  gun,  [to  run. 

Betermin'd  to  fight  my  hoys,  and  not  from  her 
We  hoisted  up  the  bloody  flag  and  down  upon 
her  bore,  [would  show  her : 

Ff  she  did  not  strike  my  boys  no  quarters  we 
Each  man  a  brace  of  pistols,  a  boarding-pike 
and  sword,  [do  her  board. 

We'll  give  her  a  broadside  my  boys,  before  we 
All  hands  at  their  quarters  lay,  until  wo  came, 
along  side,  [courage  try'd. 

And  gave  them  three  hearty  cheers,  their  British 
The  lower  ports   she   had   shut   in,  the   Arm- 
strong to  decoy,  [each  Yankee  Boy. 
But  quickly  she  her  ports  did  show,  to  daunt 
The  first  broadside  we   gave  them  true,  thehr 
colour  shot  away,  [and  mizen  stay, 
7*heir   topsail,   haulyards,  mizen -rigging,  'main 
Two  ports  we  did  knock  into  one,  his  starboard 
quarter  tore,           [cannons  loud  did  roar. 
They   overboard   their    wounded   fluug,  while 
She  wore  directly  round  my  boys,  and  pip'd  all 
hands  on  deck,  [kee  trick, 
For  fear  that  we  would  board  and  serve  a  Yan- 
To  board  a  six-and-thirty  it  was  in  vain  to  try, 
While  the  grape,  round,  and  langrage,  like  hail- 
stones they  did  fly. 
Brave  Champlin  on  the  quarter  deck  so  nobly 
gave  command,  [you  can. 
Fight  03  xay  brr^e  \mer2cane,  dismast  b»r  ef 


POPULAR    SONGS.  18 

The  round,  grape,  and  star  shot,  so  well  d:d 
play,  £plin  low  did  lay. 

A  musket  ball  from  the  maintop  brave  Chan»- 
flis  wound  was  quickly  dress'd  while  ho  in  his 
cabin  lay,  [hoard  him  say; 

The   doctor   while    attending,  these  '.voids   vm 
Our  Yankee  flag  shall  flourish,  our  noble  cap- 
toil)  cried,  [along  side 
Before  that  we  do  strike  my  boys,   we'll  si;);. 
She  was  a  six-and-thirty,  and  mounted  forty- 
two,                                             [could  wo  do  ; 
Wo  fought  her  four  glasses,  what  more  then 
Till    six   brave   seamen   we  had   kill'd    which 
griev'd  us  full  sore,  [their  g'>ro. 
And   thirteen  more  wounded  lay  bleeding   in 
Our  foremast  being  wounded, an d  bowsprit  like- 
wise, [besi<i»* 
Our  lower  rigging  fore  and  ail,  and   headstay 
Our   hauiyards,   braces,   bowling,  and   foretop 
sheet  also,                                [her  we  did  %., 
We  found  we  could  not  fight  her  boys,  so  from 
Our  foremast  proving  dangerous,  we  could  not 
carry  sail,  [chain  , 
Although  we  had  it  tish'd  and  welded   with  * 
It  griev'd  us  to  the  heart  to   put  up  with  sucti 
abuse,                                 [spoil'd  our  courso 
For    this  danin'd  English    frigate   has   surely 
Here's  success  attend  brave  Cbamplin,  his  offi- 
cers and  men,                       [lives  to  defend; 
That  fought  with  courago  keen,  my  boys,  onr 
Wt  fought  with   much   superior   lorce,    what 
could  we  do  more  ?    [Freedom's  happy  shore- 
Then  hauled  our  wind  and   stood   again   for 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


CORN  COBS,  OR  YANKEE  NOTIONS 

There  was  a  man  in  our  town, 

I'll  toll  you  his  condition, 
He  sold  his  oxen  and  his  plough 
To  buy  him  a  commission. 

Corn  cobs  twist  your  hair. 

Cart  wheals  surround  you, 
Fiery  dragons  carry  you  off, 
And  mortar  pestal  pound  you 

When  this  man  a  commission  had  got, 

lie  proved  to  be  a  coward, 
He  was  afraid  to  go  to  Canada, 

For  fear  he'd  get  devoured. 

Corn  cobs.  &c 

But  he  and  I  we  went  to  town 
Along  with  Captain  Gooden, 

And  there  we  saw  the  Yankee  boys, 
As  thick  as  hasty  pudding. 

Corn  cobs,  &e. 

There  was  General  Washington, 
And  all  the  folks  about  him, 

They  swore  they  got  so  tarnal  proud 
They  could'nt  do  without  him. 

Corn  cobs,  &.G. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  l«r> 

Ana  there  we  saw  a  great  big  thing. 

As  big  as  a  log  of  maple, 
And  every  time  thoy  wheel'd  it  round 

Ittodk  twoyoko  of  cattle. 

Corn  cobs,  && 

And  when  they  went  to  fire  it  off 

It  took  a  horn  of  powder. 
It  made  a  noise  like  daddy's  gun, 

Only  a  tarnation  louder. 

Corn  cobs,  &c 

And  then  they  had  a  little  thing. 
All  bound  around  with  leather, 

With  two  little  sticks  to  beat  upon 
To  call  the  men  together. 

Corn  cobs,  &c- 

And  thero  we  saw  a  little  thing 

With  six  holes  bored  in  it, 
And  every  time  they  blow'd  upon 

I  thought  the  devil  was  in  it. 

Corn  cobs,  &n. 

And  there  we  saw  them  with  big  knive» 

Stuck  in  a  piece  of  leather, 
And  when  the  captain  he  cried  draw, 

They  all  draw'd  out  together. 

Corn  cobs,  &c. 

Now  ?>rother  Ike,  he  grew  so  bold, 
We  thought  he  might  have  cock'd  ifc. 

But  he  sneak'd  around  on  tother  side 
And  held  on  daddy's  pocket. 

Corn  cobs,  &c* 


16  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Cone  in  Jim  he  came  lo  town, 
With  a  pair  of  striped  trowaera, 

He  ewore  he  could'nt  see  the  town 
There  were  bo  many  houses. 

Corn  cobs,  &c. 

Aunt  Jemime  she  climbed  a  tree. 
And  had  a  stick  to  boost  her, 

And  there  she  sat  throwing  corn 
At  our  old  Bob-tail  Rooster. 

Corn  cobs,  &c. 

Old  aunt  Kate  she  came  to  town, 

And  got  upon  a  steeple, 
She  took  a  frying  pan  of  grog 

And  poured  it  on  the  people. 

Corn  cobs,  &c 

Oncle  Ben  he  lost  his  cow 

And  did'nt  know  where  to  find  her. 
And  when  the  cow  she  came  hon^e 
She  had  her  tail  behind  her. 

Corn  cobs,  &c. 
* 
Sister  Sue  she  had  much  talk, 

We  do  not  know  what  ails  her. 

She  used  to  eat  nine  pounds  of  pork, 

But  now  her  stomach  fails  her. 

Corn  cobs,  &c. 

Now  I've  sung  you  all  my  song 

And  told  you  all  the  causes, 
And  all  that  1  Jo  want  of  you 
la  all  your  kind  applauses. 
(Spoken)  And  jf  you  don't  may 

Corn  cobs,  &c 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


17 


THE  BATTLE  OF  BALTIMORE. 

Old  Ross,  Cockburn,  and  Cochran  too, 

And  many  a  bloody  villain  more, 
£>wore  with  their  bloody  savage  crew, 

»That  they  would  plunder  Baltimore, 
ut  General  Winder  being  afraid 
_  Tliut  his  militia  would  not  stand. 
Ho  s'nt  away  to  crave  the  aid 
Of  a  few  true  Virginians. 

Then  up  we  rose  with  hearts  elate, 
To  help  our  suffering  sister  state,  &c 

fcYiien  first  our  orders  we  received, 

F->r  to  prepare  without  delay, 
Jur  wives  and  sweethearts  for  to  leave. 

And  to  the  army  march  away. 


18  POPULAR    SONG'S. 

Although  il  griev'd  our  hearts  fuH  sore, 

To  leave  our  sweet.  Virginia  shore, 
We  kiss'd  our  sweethearts  o'er  and  o'er, 
And  march'd  like  true  Virginians. 
Adieu  awhile,  sweet  girls  adieu, 
With  honor  we'll  return  to  you. 

With  rapid  inarches  on  we  went, 

To  lea\3  our  sweet  Virginia  shore, 
\o  hall  wis  made,  no  time  was  spent, 

Till  we  arrived  at  Baltimore. 
The  Baltimoreans  did  us  greet, 

The  ladies  clapt  their  lilly  white  hands, 
Exclaiming  as  we  passed  the  street, 

Welcome  ye  brave  Virginians. 

May  heaven  all  your  foes  confound, 
And  send  you  home  with  laurels  crown  M 

<Ve  had  not  been  in  quarters  long, 

Before  we  heard  the  dread  alarms, 
The  cannon  roared  the  hells  did  ring, 

The  drum  did  beat  to  arms,  to  arms. 
Then  up  we  rose  to  face  our  foes, 

Determined  to  meet  them  on  the  strand,  | 
And  drive  them  back  from  fair  freedom's  sh 

Or  die  like  brave  Virginians, 

In  heaven  above  we  placed  our  trust, 
Weil  knowing  that  our  cause  is  just,  &c 

Then  Ross  he  landed  at  North  Point, 
With  seven  thousand  men  or  more, 

And  swore  by  that  time  next  night, 
That  he  would  be  in  Baltimore. 

But  Striker  met  him  on  the  strand, 
Attended  by  a  chosen  band, 


'•I 


POPULAR    SONGS.  19 

lere  he  received  a  fatal  shot, 

From  a  brave  Pennsylvanian — 
Whoa)  heaven  directed  to  the  field, 
To  make  this  haughty  Briton  yield,  &c. 

en  Cockburn  he  drew  up  his  fleet, 

Vo  bombard  Fort  Mc  Henry, 

thinking  that  our  men,  of  course, 

•Vould  take  affright  and  run  away. 

e  fort  was  commanded  by  a  patriotic  band, 

Vs  ever  grac'd  fair  freedom's  land, 

|d  he  who  did  the  fort  command, 

VTas  a  true  blue  Virginian. 
Long  may  we  have  Brave  Armstead's  nam© 
Recorded  on  the  book  of  fame,  &c. 

ay  and  a  night  they  tried  their  might, 
kit  found  their  bombs  did  not  prevail, 
I  seeing  their  army  put  to  flight, 

hey  weighed  their  anchor  and  made  sail, 

piling  to  return  again, 

'o  execute  their  former  plan  ; 

if  they  do  they'll  find  us  still, 
bat  we  are  brave  Virginians. 

And  they  shall  know  before  they've  done, 

•That  they  are  not  in  Washington. 

now  their  shipping's  out  of  sight, 
nd  each  man  take  a  parting  glass, 
ik  to  his  true  love  and  heart's  delight, 
js  only  joy  and  bosom  friend. 
'I  might  as  well  drink  a  health, 
or  I  hate  to  see  good  liquor  stand, 

It  America  may  always  boast,  , 


-0  POPULAR    SONUS. 


AMERICAN   SOLDIEK 

Come  ail  vmirtg  vrirls.  come  sit  von  down 
Tnnt  follow  youthful  sporting,  G, 

Tl**I  <J:niy  r<r.n!>ie  rhroa£fh  the  town, 
AliwI  sp^rwl  your  tune  in  dbarting,  O 


POPULAR    SONGS. 

1  am  sixteen,  I  do  confess, 

Its  true  I  am  no  older,  O, 
To  place  my  mind,  it  ne'er  shall  part, 

All  on  an  American  Soldier,  O. 
When  first  my  tove  he  spied  me  out. 

He  truly  was  amazed,  O, 
His  rakish  ey -a  they  rolled  about, 

And  so  on  me  he  gazed,  O. 
To  me  he  paid  his  daily  court, 

No  lad  was  ever  bolder,  O, 
He  says,  young  girl  will  you  agree 

To  marry  an  American  Soldier,  Oe 
T  said,  young  man,  you  know  you  are. 

You  are  a  stranger,  O, 
And  if  my  mother  should  find  us  out, 

We  would  be  in  great  danger,  O. 
Continually  she  scolds  at  me, 

To  marry  some  freeholder,  O, 
But  none  can  I  find  to  please  my  mind, 

So  well  as  the  American  Soldier,  O. 
He  bravely  marched  unto  the  field, 

As  bold  as  Alexander,  O, 
His  uniform  from  top  to  toe, 

All  under  his  brave  commander,  O 
Prime  and  load  it  was  the  word, 

And  handle  your  cartridge  neatly,  0 
Present  and  fire,  and  then  retire, 

They  did  it  most  completely,  O. 
Nov;  to  conclude  and  end  my  song. 

If  there  be  any  offended,  O, 
And  if  there  is  here  any  at  all, 

Ita  more  than  I  intended*  Q 


POPULAR  SONOfi 


BOYS  OF  OHIO. 
>•  d  forth,  ye  sons  of  freed. 
■>  strangers  are  to  fear  ; 
;r  unto  your  quarters, 
*     .  enter  volunteers  ; 
Where  you  will  be  advance 
Above  all  worldly  store. 


POPULAR    SONUS.  23 

Whilst  we  stand  under  arms. 
Amid  a  loyal  corps. 

We  are  the  boys  of  Ohio. 

K  OLr  officers  command  us, 
We'll  cheerfully  obey  ; 
If  the  British  and  Indians  stand  r*. 
We'll  show  them  Yankee  play  ; 
We'll  rout  them  from  their  trench  t^ 
With  our  b«dd  musketeers, 
And  we'll  boldly  let  them  know 
We're  the  gallant  volunteers. 

We're  the  boys  of  Ohio. 

And  when  that  we  have  conquered, 
As  homewards  we  do  come, 
Triumphant  colours  flying, 
With  a  loud  fife  and  drum, 
Our  sweethearts,  wives,  arxi  children 
Will  meet  us  with  three  chert*, 
Crying,  huzza,  huzza,  huzza, 
There's  the  gallant  volunteers, 

There's  the  boys  of  Ohio 

Here's  a  health  unto  our  President 
The  Mayor  and  the  corps. 
Our  officers  and  privates, 
We'll  toast  them  o'er  and  o'er  ; 
Here'*,  a  health  in  good  brown  whiHiiey 
The  best  liquor  for  the  king, 
And  when  *T,at  we  return,  boys. 
In  claret  we  will  swim 

We're  the  boys  of  Ohio. 


24  POPULAR    SONGS. 


PAUL  JONES. 

An  American  frigate  from  Baltimore  oame, 
Her  guns  mounted  forty,  the  Richard  by  name 
Wont  to  cruise  in  the  channel  of  old  England  ; 
With  a  noble  commander.  Paul  Jones  was  th« 


We  had  not  sail'd  long  before  we  did  espj 
V  largo  forty-four,  and  a  twenty  close  by  : 
1'hose  two  warlike  ships.  fu!i  laden  with  storey 
Our   captain    pursued    to   the    bold    Yorkshire 
shore. 

At  the  hour  of  twelve,  Pierce  cajiie  along  side 
With  a  fond  speaking  trumpet,   whence    name 

yon  ?    he  cried, 
l£uick  give  rue  an  answer  ;  1  hailed  von  nrfnre 
Or  this  very  instant  a  broad-side  I  11  pour. 

Paul  Jones  he  exclaimed,  my  bravo  hoys  wo T 

not  run, 
Let  every  brave  seaman  stand  close  to  his  gun  , 
When   a    broad-side   was  fired    by   these  brav- 

Englishmen, 
\nd  we  bold  Buckskin  heroos  returned  it  ajrair 


POPULAR    SONGS.  SJ5 

We  fought  them  five  glasses,  five  glasses  most 

hot, 
Till  fifty  brave  seamen  lay  dead  on  the  spot ; 
And  full  seventy  more  lay  bleeding  in  their  gore, 
Whilst  the  Pierce's  loud  cannon  or;  the  Richard 

did  roar.  . 

Our    gun  nor   affrighted,    unto    Paul   Jones    he 

came, 
On r  ship  is  a  sinking,  likewise  in  a  flame: 
Paul  Jones  Kg  replied,  in  the  height  of  his  pride, 
If  we  can  do  no  bettor,  we'll  sink  along  side. 
iAt    length  our  shot  flew  so   quick,  they   could 

not  stand, 
[The  flag  of  proud  Britain  was  forced  to  come 

down  ; 
[The  Lion  bore  down  and  the  Richard  did  rake, 
[Winch   caused   the  heart  of  brave    Richard   to 

ache. 

[Come  now  my  brave  Buckskins,  we've  taken  a 

prize, 
A  largo  forty-four,  mrt  a  twenty  likewise; 

They  are  both   noble    vessels,  well    laden    with 

-lore  ! 
W '*■  w.il    toss  off  the  can  to  our  country    once 

more. 

U«mI  lielp  the  poor  widows,  who  shortly  must 
weep, 

for  the  loss  of  their  husbands  now  sunk  in  tilt 
deep ; 

We'll  drink  to  brave  Paul  Jones,  who  with 
sword  in  hand, 

Shone  foremost  in  action,  and  gave  us  com- 
mand 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


THE  STAR  SPANGLED  BANNER. 

O  !  say,   can  you    see,  by   the  dawn  of  early 
Light, 

What«o  proudly  we   hailed  at  the  twilight'i 
last  gleaming ; 
Whose  broad  stripes  and  bright  stars  thro'  th* 
perilous  fight, 
O'er  the  ramparts  we   watch'd  were  so  gai 
lantly  streaming  ? 
And  the  rocket's  red  glare,  the  bombs  bursting 
in  air, 
Gave  proof  thro'  the  night  that  our  flag  wat 
still  there ; 
U  !  say,    does  the   Star  Spangled  Banner  yet 
wave, 
O'er  the  land  of  the  free,  and  the  home  of  tht 
brave  ? 

On  the  shore  dimly  seen  through  the  mist  of 
the  deep, 
Where  foe's   haughty  nest  in  dread  silence 
repose, 
What  is  that  which  the  breeze,  o'er  the  tower 
ing  steep, 

As  it  fitfully  blows,  half  conceals,  half  dis- 
closes  ; 
Now  [t  catches  the  gleam  of  the  morning's  first 
beam, 
in   full  glory  reflected   now    shines  on  the 
stream. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  2? 

"Tim  the  Star  Spangled  Banner,  O  !  lo.ig   may 

it  wave, 
O'er  the  land  of  the  free  and  the  home  of  the 

brave. 

And  where  is  that  band,  that   so    vauutingiv 
swore, 
That  the  havoc  of  war  and  the  battle's  con 
fusion,  y 

A    home  and   a    country    should  leave  us.   in 
more, 
Their  blood  has   washed  out   their  foul   fool 
steps'  pollution, 
No  refuge  could  save  the  hireling  slave, 

From  the  terror  of  flight  or  the  gloom  oftlit 
gnv<\ 
And  the  Star  Spangled  Banner  in  triumph  doth 
wave. 
O'er  the  land  of  the  free  anu  the  home  of  t\u 
brave. 

O  !  thus  be  it  ever  when  freemen  shall  stand, 
Between  their  lov'd  home,  and  the  war's  de 
solation, 
Blest  with  vict'r}7  and  peace,  may  heaven  rescu 
ed  land, 
Praise  the    power  that   hath  made,  and  pr; 
served  us  a  nation  ! 
Then  conquer  we  must,   when  our  cause  it  ir 
just, 
And  this  is  our  motto — 4  In  God  is  our  trust. 
And  the  Star  Spangled  Banner  in  triumph  shall 
wave, 
O'er  the  land  of  the  tree  and  tne  noma  of  the 
brave 


28  POPULAR    SONGS. 


CAPTAIN  ROBERT  KIDD. 

Vou  captains  bold  and  brave  hear    our  cries, 
hear  our  cries, 
You  captains  bold  and  brave  hear  our  erien, 
Vou  captains  brave  and  bold,  tho'  you  seem  un- 
controlled, 
Don't  for   the  sake  of  £old   lose  your   souls, 

lose  your  souls, 
Don't  for  the  sake  of  gold  lose  your  souls. 
Yly  name  was  Robert  Kidd,  when  I  sail'd  v\  Men 
I  sail'd, 
My  name  was  Robert  Kidd,  when  I  saiiYi. 
My  name  was  Robert  Kidd,    God's   la  vv  [   did 
forbid, 
And  so  wickedly  I  did.  when  I  sailed. 
My  parents  taught  me  well,  when  I  sail'd  when 
I  sail'd, 
My  parents  taught  me  well,  when  I  sail'd. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  29 

My  parents  taught  me  well  to  shun  the  gates  of 
hull, 
But  against  them  I  rebelPd  when  I  sail'd. 

i  cursed  my  father  dear  when  I  sail'd,  when  I 
sail'd, 

1  cursed  my  father  dear  when  I  sail'd, 
I  cursed  my  father  dear  and  her  that  did  me  bear, 

And  so  wickedly  did  swear  when  1  sail'd. 

I  made  a  solemn  vow  when  I  sail'd  when  I  sail'd. 

I  made  a  solemn  vow  when  I  sail'd, 
1  made  a  solemn  vow  to  God  I  would  not  bow, 

Nor  myself  one  prayer  allow,  as  I  sail'd. 

I'd  a  bible  in  my  hand  when  I   sail'd  when   1 
sail'd, 
I'd  a  bible  in  my  hand  when  I  sail'd, 
I'd   a  bible  in  my  hand  by  my    father's  gTeat 
command, 
And  sunk  it  in  the  sand  when  I  sail'd. 

I  murdered  William  Moore,  as   I  sail'd,  as  ! 
sail'd, 
I  murdered  William  Moore,  as  I  sail'd, 
I  murdered  William  Moore,  and  left  him  in  hi* 
gore, 
Not  many  leagues  from  shore  as  I  sail'd. 

A.nd  being  cruel  still,  as  I  sail'd,  as  I  sail'd, 

And  being  cruel  still,  as  I  sail'd, 
And  being  cruel  still,  my  gunner  I  did  kill. 

And  his  precious  blood  did  spill,  as  1  sail'd. 

My  mate  was   sick  and  died  as  I  sail'd,  as  I 
sail'd, 
My  mato  was  sick  and  died  as  I  sail'd, 


30  POPULAR    SONGS. 

My  mate  was  sick   and  died  which  me  much 
terrified, 
Whon  he  call'd  me  to  his  bedside  as  I  sail'd. 

And  unto  me  he  did  say  ^ee  mo  die,  see  me  die, 
And  unto  me  he  did  sa^  see  me  die, 

'  nd  unto  me  did  say  take  warning  now  by  me, 
There  comes  a  reckoning  day,  you  must  die. 

on    cannot    then    withstand,    when    you   die, 

when  you  die, 
You  cannot  then  withstand  when  you  die, 
You   cannot   then  withstand   the  judgment    of 
God's  hand, 
But  bound  then  in  iron  bands  you  must  die. 

[  was  sick  and  nigh  to  death  as  I  sail'd,  as  1 
sail'd, 
I  was  sick  and  nigh  to  death,  as  I  sail'd, 
And  I  was  sick  and  nigh  to  death,  and  I  vow'd 
at  every  breath, 
To  walk  in  wisdom's  ways  as  I  sail'd. 

I  thought  I  was  undone,  as  I  sail'd,  as  I  sail'd, 
I  thought  I  was  undone  as  I  sail'd, 

I  thought  I  was  undone,  and  my  wicked  glass 
had  run, 
But  health  did  soon  return  as  I  sail'd. 

My  repentance  lasted  not,  as  I  sail'd,  as  I  sail'd, 
My  repentance  lasted  not,  as  I  sail'd, 

My  repentance  lasted  not,  my  vows  I  soon  for- 
got, 
Damnation's  my  just  lot,  as  I  sail'd. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  31 

I  steer'd  from  sound  to  sound  as  I  sail'd  as  I 
sail*  j, 
I  steer'd  from  sound  to  sound  as  I  sail'd, 
I  steer'd  from  sound  to  sound  and  many  ships 
I  found, 
Ana  most  of  them  I  burned  as  I  sail'd. 

!  spy'd*  three  ships  from  France  as  I  sail'd,  as 
I  sail'd, 
I  spy'd  three  ships  from  France  as  1  sail'd 
I  spy'd  three   ships  from  France  to  them  I  did 
advance, 
And  took  them  all  by  chance  as  I  sail7*!. 

I   spy'd  three  ships  of  Spain   as   I  .sail'd,  us   5 
sail'd,  , 

I  spy'd  three  ships  of  Spain,  as  I  Sail'd, 
i  spy'd  three   ships  of  Spain,    I    fired  on  thorn 
amain, 
Till  mo*l  of  them  «rcr«  slain  as  J  sail'd. 

I'd  ninety  bars  of  gold  as  I  naiPd  as  1  sail'd, 
I'd  ninety  bars  of  gold  as  J  sail'd, 

[*d  ninety  bars  of  jrold  and  dollars  manifold, 
With  riches  uncontrolled  as  I  sail'd. 

Then    fourteen   ships   I    saw,    p.s   I   sail'd.  as   \ 

sail'd, 
Then  fourteen  ships  I  saw  as  I  sail'd, 
T  hen  fourteen  ships  I  saw  and  brave  men  they 

are, 
Ah  !  they  were  too  much  for  mo  as  I  sail1  L 

Thus  being  overtaken  at  last;,  I  must  die,  I  musl 
di«*. 
Thus  being  o'ertaken  at  last,  [  must  die, 


POPULAR     SONGS. 

Thus  being  overtaken  at  last,  and  into  prises 
cast, 
And  sentence  being  passed  I  must  die. 

Farewell  the  raging  sea  I  must  die,  I  must  -He, 
Farewell  the  raging  main;  I  must  die, 

Farewell  the  raging  main,  to  Turkey,  Franco 
and  Spain, 
I  ne'er  shall  see  yon  again,  I  must  die. 

To  Newgate  now  Pm  cast,  and  must  die,  arw' 
must  die, 
To  Newgate  now  Pm  cast,  and  must  die, 
To  Newgate  I  arn  cast,  with  a  sad  and  beavy 
heart, 
To  receive  my  just  desert,  I  must  die. 

To  Execution  Dock  I  must  go,  I  must  go, 

To  Execution  Dock  I  must  go, 
To  Execution  Dock  will  many  thousands  flock, 

But  I  mast  bear  the  shock,  I  must  die. 

Come  all  you  young  and  old  see  me  die,  see  m* 
die, 
Come  all  you  young  and  old  see  me  die, 
Come  all  you  young  and  old,   you'er  welcome 
to  my  gold, 
For  by  it  I've  lost  my  soul,  and  must  die. 

Take  warning  now  by  me,  for  I  must  die,  for  i 
must  die, 
Take  warning:  now  by  me,  for  I  must  die, 
Take  warning  now  by  me,  and  shun  bad  com- 
pany, 
Lest  you  come  to  hell  with  me,  for  I  must  die. 
Lest  you  come  to  hell.witb  me,  for  I  must  die. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  33 

LOSS  OF  THE  HORNET 
Ye  seamen  and  ye  landsmen  all, 

Ye  mothers  and  widows  too, 
Attend  unto  my  story, 

About  the  Hornet's  crew. 
She  saiPd  from  New-York  harbour 

Bound  to  the  Spanish  main, 
There  to  protect  our  commerce. 

But  ne'er  returned  again. 
She  convoy'd  many  vessels, 

And  was  the  Pirates  dread  ; 
Still  more  than  death  they  hated 

The  Hornet's  boats  'tis  said. 
For  N orris,  her  commander, 

Would  send  his  gallant  men, 
To  scour  the  coast  by  sea  and  land, 

And  find  each  Pirate's  den. 
Our  merchant's  thev  protected, 

And  their  little  ga;n, 
They  snatch'd  with  brave  exertion, 

From  the  hands  of  Spain. 
Our  merchants  they  protected, 

And  would  have  brought  them  h 
But,  ah  !  her  brave  commander, 

For  dismal  was  his  doom. 
On  the  tenth  day  of  September, 

She  off  Tampico  lay  ; 
And  many  well  remember 

The  gale  that  blew  that  day. 
She  had  to  slip  her  cables, 

She  had  to  put  to  sea ; 
The  deadly  blast,  it  is  the  last, 

Brotlier.  I'll  hear  from  thee. 


34  POPULAR    S0NG8. 

The  widow's  heart  is  breaking, 

Hope  no  more  can  charm  ; 
The  mother's  breast  is  aching. 

And  love,  why  her  alarm  ! 
She  see  the  proud  ship  sinking, 

Beneath  the  hungry  wave, 
Her  love  death's  cup  is  drinking, 

She  shrieks  but  cannot  save, 
■  My  Henry  was  on  board  of  her, 

(The  weeping  mother  cries,) 
He  was  my  youngest,  dearest  son, 

The  one  I  did  most  prize. 
**  He  was  too  proud  to  stoop  or  crnWi. 

To  men  of  low  degree  ; 
He  lost  his  fortune  on  t.he  land, 

And  sought  it  on  the  sea. 
••  But  he  is  dead  !  the  gallant  boy. 

And  why  should  I  repine  ? 
There  many  a  mother  lost  a  son, 

As  proud  and  fair  as  mine. 
"  And  many  a  youthful  blooming  bri&: 

With  her  infant  at  her  breast ; 
Sheds  o'er  the  orphan  child  a  tear, 

And  feels  as  much  distrest." 
The  Hornet's  lost,  the  good  and  brave, 

Are  in  the  ocean  deep  ; 
No  arm  was  nigh  her  crew  to  savu, 

She  sunk,  and  thousands  weep. 
In  Congress  now  we  must  repose, 

Our  only  hope  to  gain ; 
A  remedy,  though  small  for  those. 

Who  lost  all  on  the  main. 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


35 


LOSS  OF  THE  ALBION 


hNiie  ail  you  jolly  sailois  bold,  and  listen  unl 

in-e, 
v  dreadful  story  I  will  tell,  that  happened  *. 

so  a  ; 
r'ho  loss  of  the  Albion  ship,  my  boys,  upon  tti* 

Irish  coast, 

|~\nd  most  of  the   passengers  and  crew  wcire 
completely  lost. 
i 


311  POPULAR    SONU8. 

It  was  on  the  first  of  April,  from  New- Y oik  * 

set  sail, 
Kind  Neptune  did  protect  us  with  a  sweet  an 

pleasant  gale, 
Until   about  tive  twentieth,    a   storm  there  di 

arise, 
The   raging  billows  loud   did  roar,   and  disun 

were  the  skins. 

I'    .■  is   on  Sunday  afternoon   the  land    we  m 

*py; 
Ai  two  o'clock  we  made  cape  Clear,  the  sea  ra 

mountains  high  ; 
The  southward  wind  began  to  blow,  and  heal 

squalls  came  on, 
Which  made  our  passengers  to  weep,  and  sai; 

bra  tor  to  moan. 

Ali  prudent  sail  we  carried,  to  keep  u>  cm 

from  land. 
Expecting  every  moment   that  our   vessel    sh 

won  id  strand  : 
Our    foretopsail   was  split,  my   boys,  and  fore 

yard  took  away, 
Our    mainmast    by    the   deck    was    broke,   are 

mizi.u  swept  away. 

Our   captain    w:js    wash'd  overboard,  into  \M 

boundless  deep, 
Which  caused  all   that  were  on  board,  for  to  la 

ment  and  weep : 
Unto  the  pumps  we  lash'd  ourselves,  most  dread 

ml  for  to  Know, 
And  many  a   gallant  soul,  my  boys  they  over 

board  did  go. 


POPULAR  SONGS.  31 

We  had  a  lady  fair  ou  board,  Miss  Powell  was 
her  name, 

Whose  name  deserves  to  be  engraved  upon  the 
list  of  fame  ; 

She  wished  to  take  her  turn  at  pump,  her  pre- 
cious life  to  save. 

So  sooner  was  her  wish  denied,  she  met  a 
watery  grave. 

ill  night  in  this  condition  we  were  tossing  to 

and  fro. 
\t  three  o'clock  in  the  morning  we  were  in  the 

midst  of  wo  ; 
?ull   twenty-seven   men  on  deck,  with  each  a 

broken  heart, 
["he  Albion  struck  against  a  rock,  and  mid-ships 

6he  did  part. 

Our  passengers  were  twenty-nine,  when  from 
New- York  she  came, 

^Vith  twenty-five  bold  sailor  lads,  as  ever  cross- 
ed the  main ; 

."ull  fifty-four  we*  had  on  board,  when  first  we 
did  set  sail, 

ind  only  nine  escaped  the  wreck,  to  tell  the 
dreadful  tale. 

>o  now  that  noble  vessel,  tne  Albion,  she  is 

lost, 
through  the  tempestuous  ocean,  she  so  often 

times  crossed  ; 
j)ur  noble  captain   he   is  lost ;  a  man,  a  sailor 

bold, 
nd    many  a  gallant   life  is  lost,  and  many  a 

heart  made  cold. 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


MAJOR  ANDRE'S  DEATH 

Gome  all  you  gallant  heroes,  Pd  have  you  lend 

all  ear, 
ril  sing  you  a  small  ditty   that   will  your   spirit* 

cheer, 
Concerning  a  young  gentleman,   whose  age    was 

twenty-two, 
H     fought  for    North   America  with  a  heart   bo 

just  and  true. 

The  British   took  him  to   their  dwelling,  and  did 

him  close  confine, 
They  put  him  in  prison,  and   left   him  there  some* 

time  ; 
He  being  somewhat  valiant  resolved  not   to    stay^ 
Me  set  himself  at  liberty,  and  so  he  run  away. 

Ind  when  he  was  returning  home  to  his  owl 
country's  joy, 

There  were  great  contrivances  America  to  de- 
stroy ; 


POPULAR    SONGS  89 

Plotted  by  general  Arnold  and  his  cursed  crew, 
They  strove  to  Bhed  innocent  blood,  America  to 

subdue. 
Ho  of  a  scouting  party  went  to  Tarrytown, 
Meeting  with  this  young  officer  a  man  of  high 

renown. 
He  said  to  this  young  gentleman  you're  of  the 

British  four, 
And  I  trust  that  you  can  tell  me  if  the  dangers 

are  all  o'er. 
Then  up  steps  John  Paulding,  which  was  the 

young  man's  name, 
Tell  me  where  you're  going,  and  from  whence 

you  came  ; 
For  I'd  have  you  well  searched  before  that  you 

pass  by, 
And  by  strict  examination  found  out  to  be  a  spy. 
r  Here's  all  my  gold  and  silver,  sir,  for  I've  got 

enough  in  store, 
And  when  I  get  into  New-York,  I'll  send  you 

ten  times  more." 
"  I    scorn   your   gold   and  silver,  sir,  for  I've 

enough  in  store, 
And  when  it  is  all  gone  and  spent,  I'll  boldly 

fight  for  more." 
Then  you  must  take  your  sword  in  hand  to 

gain  your  liberty, 
And  if  you  conquer  me,  O  then,  you  shall  go 

free  ; 
Our  time  it  is  improper,  our  will  you  are  hero 

to  try, 
For  that  if  we  take  the  sword  in  hand,  one  of 

the  two  must  die. 


40  POPULAR    SONGS. 

He  found  that  his  contrivance  would  soon    be 

brought  to  light, 
He  called  for  pen  and  paper  and  begged  leave 

to  write, 
\  line  to  general  Arnold,  to  lot  him  know   his 

fate, 
And  begged  his  assistance,  but  alas  i  it  was  too 

late. 

•Vhen  general  Arnold  read  those  lines,  it  put 

him  in  a  fright, 
Be  called  for  his  barge,  and  sailed   for  New 

York  straight ; 
And  went  there  among  the  British  crew,  fight 

ing  for  the  king, 
And  left  poor  major  Andre  on  the  gallows  for 

to  swing. 

On  the  day  of  execution  he  look'd  both  meek 
and  mild, 

He  looked  on  the  spectators,  and  gave  a  pleas- 
ant smile, 

Which  fill'd  each  breast  with  horrow,  and  caus'd 
each  heart  to  bleed, 

And  every  one  wish'd  Andre  clear  and  Arnold 
in  his  stead. 

Here  s  a  health  to  John  Paulding,  and  let  hi? 

health  go  round, 
To  every  brave  American  that  fights  again*4 

the  crown  ; 
Likewise  to  those  young  gentlemen  that  love 

his  company, 
Sucoess   to   future   Washingtons   and    bratt 

Americans 


POPULAR    SONGS.  41 


CAPTAIN  WARD. 

Come  all  ye  jolly  sailors  bold, 

That  live  by  tuck  of  drum  ; 
I'll  tell  you  of  a  rank  robber, 

Now  on  the  seas  is  come. 
His  name  is  called  captain  Ward, 

As  you  the  truth  shall  hear  ; 
For  ther's  not  been  such  a  robber, 

This  hundred  and  fifty  years. 
He  wrote  a  letter  to  our  king, 

On  the  fifth  of  January, 
To  see  if  he  would  take  him  in 

And  all  his  company. 


2  POPULAR    SONGS. 

To  see  if  he  would  accept  of  him, 

And  all  his  jolly  sailors  bold; 
And  for  a  ransom  he  would  give. 

Two  thousand  pounds  in  gold. 
First  he  beguiled  the  wild  Turks, 

And  then  the  king  of  Spain, 
Pray  how  can  he  prove  true  to  us, 

When  he  proves  false  to  them  ? 
O  no,  O  no  !  then  said  the  king, 

For  no  such  thing  can  be  ; 
For  he  has  been  a  rank  robber, 

And  a  robber  on  the  sea. 
O  then  says  captain  Ward  my  boys 

Lets  put  to  sea  again, 
And  see  what  prizes  we  can  find, 

On  the  coast  of  France  and  Spam 
Then  we  espy'd  a  lofty  ship, 

A  sailing  from  the  west, 
She  was  loaded  with  silks  and  satinr 

And  cambrics  of  the  best. 
Then  we  bore  up  to  her  straitway, 

They  thinking  no  such  a  thing, 
We  robb'd  them  of  their  merchandise, 

Then  bade  them  tell  their  king. 
And  when  their  king  did  hear  of  thi* 

His  heart  was  griev'd  full  sore, 
To  think  his  ships  could  not  get  past, 

As  they  had  done  before. 
Then  he  caused  a  wortny  ship, 

And  a  worthy  mip  of  fame 
The  Rainbow  she  was  called, 

And  the  Rainbow  was  her  name 


POPULAR    SONGS.  4^ 


lie  rigged  her  and  freighted  her, 

And  sent  her  to  the  sea, 
With  five  hundred  hold  mariners, 

To  hear  her  company. 
They  sailed  East,  they  sailed  West, 

But  nothing  could  espy, 
Until  they  carne  to  the  very  spot, 

Where  eaptain  Ward  did  lie, 
Who  is  the  owner  of  this  ship  7 

The  Rainbow  then  did  cry, 
Here  I  am,  says  captain  Ward  ? 

Let  no  man  me  deny, 
What  brought  you  here  you  cowardly  dog 

You  ugly  wanton  thief. 
What  makes  you  lie  at  anchor, 

And  keep'our  king  in  grief? 
You  lie,  you  lie,  says  cnptain  Ward, 

As  ever  I  heard  you  lie ; 
1  never  robb'd  an  Englishman, 

An  Englishman  hut  three. 
As  for  the  worthy  Scotchmen, 

I  love  them  as  my  own, 
My  chief  delight  is  for  to  pull 

The  French  and  Spaniards  down. 
Why  curse  thou  so  bold  a  robber, 

We'll  soon  humble  your  pride, 
With  that  the  gallant  Rainbow, 

She  shot  out  of  her  side. 
Full  fifty  good  brass  cannone. 

Well  charged  on  every  side, 
And  then  they  fired  their  great  gunn. 

And  gave  Ward  a  broadside 


\A  POPULAR    SONGS 

Fire  on,  fire  on,  says  captain  Ward, 

I  value  you  not  a  pin, 
If  you  are  brass  on  the  outside, 

I  am  good  steel  within. 
They  fought  from  eight  o'clock  in  the  morn 

Till  eight  o'clock  at  night, 
At  length  the  gallant  Rainbow, 

Began  to  take  her  flight. 
Go  home,  go  home,  says  captain  Ward, 

And  tell  your  king  from  me  ; 
If  he  reigs  king  upon  dry  land, 

I  will  reign  king  at  sea. 
With  that  the  gallant  Rainbow, 

She  shot  and  shot  m  vain; 
And  left  the  Rovei's  company, 

And  home  returned  again. 
Tell  our  royal  king  of  England, 

His  ship  is  returned  again, 
For  captain  Ward  he  is  too  strong, 

He  never  will  be  taken. 
\)  shame!   O  shame!  said  the  king, 

For  no  such  thing  can  be, 
For  I  have  lost  two  thousand  pounds. 

Besides  lost  jewels  three. 
The  first  was  brave  lord  Clifford, 

Great  Earl  of  Cumberland  : 
The  second  was  brave  lord  Mountjo} 

As  you  shall  understand. 
The  third  was  brave  lord  Essex, 

From  field  would  never  flee; 
Who  would  have  gone  unto  the  sea, 

And  brought  proud  Ward  to  me. 


POPULAR    SCNGS.  46 


BRAVE  WOLFE 


Cheer  up  my  young  men  all, 
Lot  nothing  fright  you  ; 

Though  oft  objections  rise, 
Let  it  delight  you. 

Let  not  your  fancy  move 
When'er  it  comes  to  trial  ; 

Nor  let  your  courage  fail, 
At  the  first  denial. 

!  sat  down  l>y  my  love, 
Thinking  that  I  wood  her  ; 

I  s.it  down  by  my  love, 

But  sure  not  to  delude  her. 

But  when  I  got  to  speak, 
My  tongue  it  doth  so  quiver 

I  d;ire  not  speak  my  mind, 
Whenever  1  am  with  her. 

Love,  here's  a  ring  cf  gold, 
'Tis  long  that  1  have  kept  ii 

My  dear,  now  for  my  sake 
I  pray  you  to  accept  it 


^  POPULAR    SONOg. 

When  you  the  posy  read, 
Pray  think  upon  the  giver, 

My  dear,  remember  vie, 
Or  I'm  undone  for  ever. 

Then  Wolfe  he  took  his  leave, 
Of  his  most  lovely  jewel ; 

Although  it  seemed  to  be, 
To  him  an  act  most  cruel. 

Although  it's  for  a  space, 
I'm  forc'd  to  leave  my  love, 

My  dear  where'er  I  rove, 
I'll  ne'er  forget  my  dove. 

So  then  this  valiant  youth, 

Embarked  on  the  ocean, 
To  free  America, 

From  faction's  dire  commotio*:. 

He  landed  at  Quebec, 

Being  all  brave  and  hearty ; 

The  city  to  attack, 

With  his  most  gallant  party. 

Then  Wolfe  drew  up  his  men, 
In  rank  and  file  so  pretty, 

On  Abraham's  lofty  heights, 
Before  this  noble  city. 

A  distance  from  the  town, 

The  noble  French  did  meet  them 
In  double  numbers  there, 

Resolved  for  to  beat  them 


POPULAR    SONGS.  47 

A  Parley — Wolfe  and  Montcalm  together.} 

Montcalm  and  this  brave  youth, 

Together  they  are  walking; 
So  well  they  do  agree 

Like  brothers  they  are  talking. 

Then  each  one  to  his  post, 

As  they  do  now  retire ; 
Oh  then  their  numerous  hosts. 

Began  their  dreadful  fire. 

Then  instant  from  his  horse, 

Fell  this  most  noble  hero, 
May  we  lament  his  loss. 

In  words  of  deepest  sorrow. 

The  French  are  seen  to  break, 

Their  colums  all  are  flying  ; 
Then  Wolfe  he  seems  to  wake, 

Tho'  in  the  act  of  dying. 

And  lifted  up  his  head, 

(The  drums  did 'sound  and  rattle,) 
And  to  his  army  said, 

I  pray  how  goes  the  battle  ? 

His  aid-de-camp  reply'd. 

Brave  gen'ral,  'tis  in  our  favour, 
Quebec  and  all  her  pride, 

'Tis  nothing  now  can  save  her 

She  falls  into  our  hands, 
With  all  her  wealth  and  treasure^ 

O  then,  brave  Wolfe  reply'd, 
I  quit  the  world  with  pleasure*. 


48  POPULAR    SONGS. 


THE  SAILOR  BOY'S  DREAM. 

Sn  slumbere*  of  midnight  the  sailor  boy  lay, 
His  hammock  swung  loose  at  the  sport  of  th# 
wind, 

But  watch  worn  and  weary,  his  cares  flew  away 
And  visions  of  happiness  danc'd  on  his  mind. 

He  dream4  of  his  home,   and  his  dear  native 
oowers, 
And  pleasures  that  waited  on  life's  merry 
morn, 
While  memory  stood  side- ways,  half  covered 
with  flowers, 
And  restored  every  rose,  but  secreted  a  thorn 

Then  fancy,  her  magical  pinions  spread  wide, 
A  nd  bade  the  young  dreamer  in  ecstacy  rise, 

Now  far,  far  behind  him  the  green  waters  glide. 
And  the  cot  of  his  forefather  blesses  his  eyes 

The  jessamin  chambers  in  flower  o'er  the  hatch 
And  the  swallow  sings  sweet  from  her  nes> 
in  the  wall, 

Ail  trembling  with  transport  he  raises  the  lct«b 
And  the  voices  of  loved  ones  reply  to  his  call 

A  father  bends  o'er  him  with  looks  of  delight, 
His  cheok  is  impearl'd  with  a  mothers  warm 
tear 


POPULAR    SOiSGS.  48 

And  the  lips  of  the  boy  in  tho  love-kiss  unite, 
With  the  lips  of  the  maid  whom  hia  bosom 
holds  dear. 

The  heart  of  the  sleeper  beats  high  in  his  bToost, 
Joy  quickens  his  pulse — all   h_    hardships 
seem  o'er, 
And  a  murmur  of  happiness  steals  through  his 
rest, 
44  O  God !  thou  hast  blest  me,  I  ask  for  no 
more." 

Ah  !  whence  is  that  flame,  which  now  bursts  on 
his  eye  ? 
Ah  !  what  is  that  sound  which  now  startled 
his  ear  ? 
Tis  the  lightning's  red  glare,  painting  hell  on 
the  sky  ! 
'Tis  the  crashing  of  thunder,  the  groan  of  the 
sphere. 

Ho  springs  from  his  hammock — he  flies  to  the 
deck, 
Amazement  confronts  him  with  images  dire, 
Wild  winds  and  mad  waves  drives  the  vessel  8 
wreck — 
The  masts  fly  in  splinters — the  shrouds  are 
on  fire! 

Lik«  mountains,  the  billows  tremendously  swell, 
In  vain  the  lost  wretch  calls  on  Mary  to  save, 

Unseen  bands  of  spirits  are  ringing  his  knell, 
And  the  death-angel  slaps  his  broad  wing  o'er 
the  wave. 


50  POPULAR    BQNtrtt. 

O,  sailor  boy,  wo  to  thy  dream  of  delight, 
In  darkness  dissolve  the  gay  frost  work  of 
bliss! 
'•Vhere  now  is  the  picture  that  fancy  touch'd 
bright. 
Thy  p^.ont's  fond  pressure,  and  love  honied 
kiss. 

O  1  sailor  boy !  sailor  boy  !  never  again, 

Shall  home,  Love,  or  kindred  thy  wishes  repay 
Unbless'd   and  unhonored,  down  deep  in  tho 
main, 
Full  many  a  score  fathom  thy   frame  shall 
decay, 

fio  tomb  shall  e'er  plead  to  remembrance   for 

thee, 
Or  redeem  form  or  fame  from  the  merciless 

surge, 
But  the  white  foam  of  waves  shall  thy  winding 

sheet  be, 
And  winds  in  the  midnight  of  winter  thy  dirge. 

On  beds  of  green  sea  flowers  thy  limbs  shall  be 
laid, 
Around  thy  white  bones  the  red  coral  shaft 
grow, 
Of  the  bright  yellow  locks  threads  of  amber  be 
made, 
And  every  part  suit  to  thy  mansions  below 

Days,  months,  years  and  ages  shall  circle  away, 
And  still  the  vast  waters  above  thee  shall  roll 

Garth  loses  thy  pattern  for  ever  and  aye — 
O  sailor  boy  !  sailor  boy !  peace  to  thy  soul, 


POPULAR    SONGS,  51 


ROCKS  OF  SCILLY. 

Come  all  you  jolly  sailors  bold, 
That  plough  the  raging  main, 

And  listen  to  my  tragedy, 
Whilst  I  relate  the  same. 

I  parted  with  my  wedded  wife, 

Whom  I  did  still  adore, 
To  the  seas  we  were  commanded, 

Where  the  lofty  billows  roar. 

To  the  East  Jindies  we  were  bound, 
Our  course  we  then  did  steer, 

And  all  alone  I  still  thought  on 
My  lovely  Molly,  dear. 

Sometimes  on  deck,  sometimes  aloft, 

Sometimes  1  am  below, 
But  Molly  she's  still  in  my  eye, 

Fond  love  commands  me  so. 

She's  charming,  beautiful  and  fair, 
She's  all  my  soul's  delight, 

The  brightest  day  appears  to  me, 
Like  the  shades  of  night. 


t)4  POPULAR    SONGS.     v 

By  myself  alone  I  sigh  and  moan. 
Whilst  others  sport  and  play, 

Were  Molly  she  along  with  me, 
It  would  be  always  day. 

My  very  heart's  lodged  in  her  breast 
Which  dees  increase  my  parn, 

But  night  and  day  I  do  think  still, 
We  shall  never  meet  again. 

When  we  our  1'oading  had  received, 
And  when  to  England  bound, 

We  little  thought  it  was  our  fate, 
On  the  Scilly  rocks  to  drown. 

On  the  rocks  of  Scilly  we  were  cast, 
By  the  tempest  of  the  main, 

Of  all  our  good  ship's  jolly  jrew, 
But  four  could  reach  the  shore. 

We  had  not  sailed  a  day  but  seren, 
When  the  storm  began  to  rise, 

Tiie  swelling  seas  run  mountains  high. 
And  dismal  were  the  skies. 

A  loft,  aloft,  our  boatswain  cries, 
Each  man  to  his  post  observe, 

And  reef  your  sails  both  fore  and  aft 
Oar  ships  and  lives  to  save. 

To  the  top  tnen  cried  our  captain  bold, 

And  be  that  first  sees  land, 

For  hts  reward  he  shall  receive, 

Full  fifty  pounds  in  hand. 


POPULAR    SONGS. 

To  the  top  then  our  boatswain's 

To  the  maintop  so  high, 
He  look'd  around  on  every  side, 

But  no  land  could  he  spy. 

In  head  of  us  a  light  he  saw. 
Which  did  his  spirits  cheer 

Take  courage,  hearts  of  oak,  he  cried 
Some  harbour  we  are  near. 

Sail  on,  sail  on,  the  captain  cried, 
We're  right  before  the  wind, 

For  by  the  light  which  I  have  seen 
The  land  we  soon  shall  find. 

But  as  we  sailed  before  the  wind, 
And  thought  all  danger  past, 

On  the  rocks  of  Scilly  we  poor  souls 
That  fatal  night  were  cast. 

The  first  stroke  that  our  ship  did  get. 

Our  captain  he  did  cry, 
The  Lord  have  mercy  on  our  soula 

For  in  the  deep  we  die. 

Of  eighty  jolly  sailers  bold, 
But  four  could  reach  the  shore 

Our  gallant  ship  in  pieces  went, 
And  never  was  seen  more. 

When  Molly  heard  the  fatal  new* 
Her  tender  heart  did  break, 

♦ind  like  a  faithful  lover,  she 
Died  for  her  true  love's  nuke. 


54  POPULAR    SONGS 

THE  WILD  ROVER. 

I  have  been  a  wild  rover  those  dozen  long  year* 
I  spent  all  my  money  on  ale,  wine  and  beer; 
But  now  I  will  lay  up  my  money  in  store. 
And  I  will  never  play  the  wild  rover  no  more. 
Wild  rover,  wild  rover,  wild  rover  no  more 
I  never  will  play  the  wild  rover  no  more. 
[  went  to  an  ale-house,  I  us'd  to  resort, 
I  began  for  to  tell  them  my  money  was  short 
I  asked  them  to  trust  me,  their  answer  was  nay, 
Such  customers  as  you  we  can  get  every  day  ' 
But  now  I  will  lay  up  my  money  in  store, 
And  I  will  never  play  the  wild  rover  no  more. 

Wild  Rover,  &c. 
I  pull'd  out  a  handful  of  silver  straightway, 
In  order  to  try  them  and  hear  what  they'd  say  , 
They  said  I  was  welcome  to  liquor  of  the  1 
And  all  that  they  said  was  only  in  jest ; 
But  now  I  will  lay  up  my  money  in  store, 
And  I  never  will  play  the  wild  rover  no  more 
Wild  Rover,  &c. 
Nay,  nay,  then,  said  I,  th pi  never  shall  be  : 
I'll  see  you  all  hang'd  ere  1  spend  one  penny ; 
But  now  I  will  lay  up  money  in  store, 
And  I  never  will  play  the  wild  rover  no  more. 

Wild  Rover,  &a 
But  now  I  am  resolv'd  for  my  future  life, 
To  settle  myself  and  marry  a  wife ; 
And  we'll  keep  those  ravenous  wolves  from  the 

door, 
?or  I  never  will  play  the  wild  rover  no  more. 
Wild  Rover,  &* 


POPULAR    SONGS.  55 


TAXATION  OF  AMERICA. 

While  I  relate  my  story,  Americans  give  ear  * 
Of  Britain's  fading  glory,  you  presently  shall 

hear, 
[Ml  give  you  a  true  relation,  attend  to  what  I  say, 
Concerning  the  taxation  of  North  America. 

0  the  cruel  lords  of  Britain  who  glory  in  their 

shame, 
The  projects  they  have  lit  en  they  joyfully  pro 

claim  ; 
Tis  what  they're  striving  after,  our  rights  to 

take  away, 
knd  rob  us  of  our  charter  in  North  America. 

There  is  two  mighty  speakers,  who  rule  in  Par- 

liament, 
Who  always  have  been  seeking  some  mischief 

to  invent, 
Twas  North  and  Bute  his  father  this  horrid 

plan  did  lay, 
A  mighty  tax  to  gather  in  North  America. 

He  search'd  the  gloomy  regions  of  the  infernal 

pit, 
To  find  among  those  legions  one  who  excelTd 

in  wit. 


56  POPULAR    SONGS. 

To  ask  of  him  assistance,  or  tell  them  how  the 

may, 
Subdue  without  resistance  this  North  America. 

Old  satan  the  arch  traitor,  resolved  a  voyage  to 

take, 
Who  rules  sole  navigator,  on  the  burning  lake  ; 
For  the  Britannic  ocean  he  launches  far  away 
To  land  he  had  no  notion,  in  North  America. 

Ae  takes  his  seat  in  Britain,  it  was  his  soul's 

intent, 
Great  George's  throne  to  sit  on,  and  rule  the 

Parliament, 
His  comrades  were  pursuing  a  diabolic  way, 
For  to  complete  the  ruin  of  North  America. 

He  tried  the  art  of  magic  to  bring  his  schemes 

about, 
At  length  the  gloomy  project  he  artfully  found 

out; 
The  plan  was  indulged,  in  a  clandestine  way, 
But  lately  was  divulged  in  North  America. 

These  subtle  arch  contrivers  addressed  the 
British  court, 

All  those  were  uudersigners,  for  to  observe  re- 
port— 

There  is  a  pleasant  landscape  that  lieth  faraway, 

Beyond  the  wide  atlantic  in  North  America. 

There  is  a  wealthy  people,  who  sojourn  in  thai 
land; 

Their  churches  all  with  steeples,  most  delicate- 
ly stand  2 


POPULAR   SONGS.  57 

Their  houses  like  the  lilies,  are  pain-tod  red  and 

gay; 

They  flourish  like  the  gallies  in  North  America. 
Their  land  with  milk  and  honey,  continually 

doth  flow, 
The  want  for  food  and  money  they  seldom  ever 

know ; 
They  heap  up  gold  and  silver,  they  have  no 

debts  to  pay, 
They  spend  their  time  in   pleasure   in  North 

America. 
On  turkies,  fowls  and  fishes,  most  frequently 

they  dine, 
With  gold  and  silver  dishes,  their  tables  aiwayt 

shine, 
They  crown  their  feasts  with  butter,  they  eat 

and  rise  to  play, 
hi  silks  their  ladies  flutter  in  North  America. 
With  gold  and  silver  laces,  they  do  themselvea 

adorn, 
The  rubies  deck  their  faces,  refulgent  as  the 

morn ! 
Wine  sparkles  in  their  glasses,  they  spend  their 

happy  days, 
In  merriment  and  dances  in  North  America. 
Let  not  our  suit  offend  you,  when  we  addresi 

your  throne, 
0  king  this  wealthy  country  and  subjects  are 

your  own, 
And  you   their  rightful  sovereign,  they  truly 

must  obey, 
You  have  a  right  to  goven  them  in  North 

America. 

| 


68  POPULAR    SONGS 

O  king  you'vo  heard  the  sequel  of  what  we  now 

subscribe, 
Is  it  not  just  and  equal  to  tax  this  wealthy  tribe  ? 
The  question  being  asked,  his  majesty  did  say, 
My  subjects  shall  be  taxed  in  North  America. 
Invested  with  a  warrant,  my  publicans  shall  go, 
The  tenth  of  all  their  current  they  surely  shall 

bestow, 
If  they  indulge  rebellion,  or  from  our  projects 

stray, 
111  send  my  whole  batallion  to  North  America. 
Pll  rally  all  my  forces  by  water  and  by  land, 
My  light  dragoons  and  horses  shall  go  at  my 

command, 
I'll  burn  both  town  and  city,  with  smoke  becloud 

the  day, 
I'll  show  no  human  pity  for  North  America. 

Go  on,  my  hearty  soldiers,  you  need  not  fear  no 

ill— 
There's  Hurly,  Hills  and  Rogers,  and  Johnson 

will  fulfil— 
They  tell  such  ample  stories,  believe  them  sure 

we  may, 
That   one  half  of  them   are  tories  in  North 

America. 
My  gallant  ships  are  ready  to  hoist  you  o'er  the 

flood, 
And  in  my  cause  be  steady,  which  is  supremely 

good. 
Go  ravage,  steal  and  plunder,  and   you  shall 

have  the  prey ; 
They    quickly    will    knock    under    in    North 

America. 
I 


POPULAR    SONGS.  59 

The  laws  1  have  enacted,  I  never  will  revoke, 

Although  they  are  neglected,  my  fury  to  pro- 
voke, 

I  will  forhear  to  flatter,  Pll  rule  with  mighty 
sway  ; 

Pll  take  away  their  charter  fromNorth  America. 

0  George  !  you  are  distracted,  by  sad  experi- 
ence find  ; 

The  laws  you  have  enacted  are  of  the  blackest 
kind. 

I'll  make  a  short  digression,  and  tell  you  by  the 
way, 

We  fear  not  your  oppression  in  North  America. 

Our  fathers  were  distressed ;  while  in  their  na- 
tive land  ; 

By  tyrants  wero  oppressed,  as  I  do  understand ; 

For  freedom  and  religion  they  were  resolved  to 
stray, 

And  trace  the  desert  regions  of  North  America 

Heaven  was  their  sole  protector  while  on  the 

roving  tide, 
Kind   fortune   their  director,  and   providence 

their  guide. 
If  I  am  not  mistaken,  about  the  first  of  May, 
This  voyage  was  undertaken  forNorth  America. 

To  sail  they  were  commanded,  about  the  hour 
of  noon, 

At  Plymouth  shore  they  landed,  the  twenty- 
first  of  June ; 

The  savages  were  nettled,  with  fear  they  fled 
away, 

And  peaceably  they  settled  in  North  America. 


60  POPULAR    SONGS. 

We  are  their  bold  descendants,  for  liberty  we*U 

fight, 
The  name  of  independence  we  challenge  as  our 

right, 
What  heaven  has  freely  given,   no  one  can 

take  away. 
Kind  heaven,  too,  will  save  us  in  North  Ame- 

rica. 
We  never  will  knock  under,  O  George  we  dw 

not  fear, 
The  rattling  of  your  thunder,  nor  lightning  of 

your  spear ; 
Tho'  rebels  you  declare  us,  we're  strangers  U 

dismay  ; 
Therefore  you  can't  scareusin  North  America 
To  what  you  have'Commanded,  we  never  wil 

consent ; 
Although  your  troops  are  landed  upon  the  con 

tinent ; 
We'll  take  our  swords  and  muskets,  and  inarch 

in  bright  array, 
And  drive  the  British  rustics  from  North  Ame- 
rica. 
We   have   a   bold   commander  who  fears  no? 

sword  nor  gun ; 
The  second  Alexander,  his  name  is  Washing 

ton, 
His  men  are  all  collected,  and  ready  for  the  fray 
To  fight  they  were  directed  for  North  America 
We  have  Green,  Gates,  and  Putnam,  to  man 

age  in  the  field, 
d  gallant  train  of  footmen,  who  had  rather  d» 

than  yield; 


POPULAR    SONGS.  61 

A  statol}  troop  of  horses  train'd  in  a  martiel 

way, 
For  to  augment  our  forces  in  North  America, 
Proud  Geoigc  you  are  engaged  all  in  a  dirt) 

cause, 
A  cruel  war  hath  raged  repugnant  to  all  laws. 
Go  tell  the  savage  nation  you're  crueller  than 

they, 
To  fight  your  own  relation  in  North  America. 
Ten  millions  you've  expended,  and  twice  ten 

millions  more, 
Our  riches  you  intended  should  pay  the  might} 

score, 
Who  now  will  stand  your  sponsors,  your  char 

ges  to  defray, 
For  sure  you  cannot  conquer  this  North  Ame. 

rica. 
I'll  tell  you  George  in  metre,  if  you  attend  awile, 
We  forced  your  St.  Peter  at  Sullivans  fair  isle; 
At  Monmouth  too  we  gained  the  honour  of  the 

day — 
The  victory  obtained  in  North  America. 
Surely  we  were  your  betters  hard  by  the  Bran 

dy  wine ; 
We  laid  him  fast  in  fetters,  whose  name  it  w as 

Burgoyne, 
Wo  made  your  horse  to  tremble  with  terror  and 

dismay, 
The  heroes  we  resemble  in  North  America. 
Confusion   to   the  tories,  that   blacK  infernal 

name, 
In  which  Great  Britain  glories,  for  ever  to  their 

shame ; 


62  POPULAR    SONGS. 

We  will  send  each  fool  revolt  er  to  smutty  Africa, 
Or  Doose  them  in  a  halter  in  North  America. 

A   health  to  our  brave  footmen,  who   handle 

sword  and  gun, 
To  Green,  Gates,  and  Putnam,  and  conquering 

Wasnington ; 
Their   names  be  wrote  in  letters  which  nevei 

shall  decay, 
While  sun   and  moon   doth   glitter  in  Nortt 

America. 

Success  unto  our  allies,  in  Europe  and  in  Spain. 

Who  mans  their  ships  and  gallies,  our  freedom 
to  maintain, 

May  they  subdue  the  rangers  of  boasting  Bri- 
tannia, 

And  drive  them  from  their  anchors  in  Nortl; 
America. 

Success  unto  our  Congress  of  the  United  States 
Who  glory  in  the  conquest  of  Washington  and 

Gates — 
To  all,  both  land  and  seamen,  who  glories  in 

the  day, 
When  we  shall  all  be  freemen  in  North  Ame- 


Success  to  the  legislation,  that  rules  with  gentle 

hand, 
To  trade  and  navigation,  by  water  and  by  land ; 
May  all  with  one  opinion  our  wholesome  law$ 

obey, 
Throughout  this   whole   dominion    in   North 

America. 


i 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


SOLDIER'S  DREAM 

Oar  bugles  sang  truce,  for  the  nigrht  cloud  bud 
low'rd, 
A.nd  the  sentinel  stars  set  their  watch  m  th< 
sky; 


t)4,  POPULAR    SONGS. 

And  thousands  had  sank  on  the  ground  over 
power'd, 
The  weary  to  sleep,  and  tke  wounded  to  die. 

When  reposing  that  night  on  my  pallet  of  straw, 
By  the  wolf-scaring  faggot  that  guarded  the 
slain ; 

At  the  dead  of  the  night  a  sweet  vision  I  saw, 
And  thrice  ere  the  morning  I  dreamt  it  again 

Methought  from  the  battle  fields  dreadful  array 

Far  I  had  roam'd  on  a  desolate  track  ; 
Twas  autumn — and  sunshine  arose  on  the  way, 
To  the  home  of  my  father  that  welcom'd  ma 
back. 
I  flew  to  the  pleasant  fields  traversed  so  oft, 
In  life's  morning  march  when  my  bosom  was 
young, 
I  heard  my  own  mountain-goats  bleating  aloft, 
And  knew  the  sweet  strain  that  the  corn- 
reapers  sung. 

Then  pledg'd  we  the  wine  cup,   and  fondly  ) 
swore, 

From  my   home,   and   my  weeping  friends 

never  to  part ; 

My  little  one's  kiss'd  me  a  thousand  times  o'er, 

And  my  wife  sobb'd  aloud  in  the  fulness  of 

heart. 

Stay,  stay  with  us — rest,  thou  art  weary  and 
worn, 

And  fain  was  the  war-broken  soldier  to  stay; 

But  sorrow  return'd  with  the  dawning  of  morn, 

And  the  voice  of  my  dreaming  ear  melted 

8  way 


porrLAft  songs. 


TFIE   BUNCH  OF  RUSHES. 
It  was  on  a  summer's  morning, 
As  T  walked  forth  to  take  the  air, 
Down  by  a  shady  arbour, 
Whom  seldom  strangers  do  appuar, 
I  espied  a  comely  fair  maid, 
vVho  I  thought  was  going  astray, 
With  a  hurrah  of  rushes  in  her  llMit! 
Which  she  had  millM  on  the  way. 

cast  ray  eyes  around  me, 
To  see  if  the  coast  was  clear  or  no, 
And  seeing  no  one  near  me, 
Straight  way  to  her  I  then  did  go  [ 
Says  I,  in)  lovinjr  fair  one, 
What  are  you  doing  here  alone  7 
I  came  to  pull  green  rushes, 
But  now  ['m  going  home. 


66  POPULAR     SOMJs. 

1  clasp'd  my  arms  around  her, 
And  embrac'd  her  most  tenderly  ; 
She  modestly  rebuk'd  me,  Haying, 
Kind  sir,  you  make  too  fcvu ; 
Do  you  mean  for  to  undo  me, 
Because  I  look  both  poor  and  los* 
I  beg  you  for  to  excuse  me, 
Prav  .oose  me,  sir,  and  let  mo  go. 

.  says,  mv  .ovew  cnarmer 
To  vou  I  mean  no  injury  . 
Bu    come  and  sit  beside  me, 
Beneath  yon  wide  and  shady  trela 
Where  the  lofty  lark  and  linnet 
Shall  witness  our  mutual  lore 
And  I  shav,  never  deceive  you 
By  all  tne  powers  above. 

She  then  modestly  consented, 
And  on  tne  grass  we  both  sat  down. 
And  for  fear  of  any  moisture 
Beneath  she  spread  her  new  silk  govr 
She  says,  young  man,  be  easy 
Her  cheeks  were  red  with  blusnes,  O 
I  beg  you  will  not  to  tease  me, 
Don't  toucn  my  ounch  of  rushes,  G 

But  now,  sir,  you  are  going, 
Pray,  when  shall  we  meet  again, 
I  answer'd  in  a  few  words, 
When  the  clerk  shall  say,  amen  , 
So  maka  yourself  quite  easy, 
And  merry  be  while  I'm  away, 
And  bless  the  happy  hour 
You  came  to  pull  green  rushes,  O 


POPULAR  SONGS. 


tf? 


BOLD  DIGHTON. 


jpoi,i«  ;i!l  you  bold  heroes  that  plough  thorough 

main, 
ttive  3ar  to  my  story  the  truth  I'll  explain  ; 
"  was  our  misfortune  which  happened  in  mnl 

war.  * 

A, i,l  lunv  we  escaped  from  the  French  at  Bartar. 

Wt'   *e'e  &«*   confined    on   the  Gnadaloupf 

snore,  r  ' 

Of  true  raliant  teamen  four  hundred  or  more 
8huluP,,,a  «nal1  compass  being  greatly  dii 

#ith  painful  diseases  and  "amine  oppressed. 
A  gallant  yonng  hero  from  St.  Lucia  he  can?. 
Botngeneroim  and  wealthy  called  Diffhton"bT 
name,  J 

He  had  the  heart  of  a  lion,  the  soul  of  a  prince. 
And  friendships  kmd  impulse  to  i.s  did  evincr 


#3  POPULAR    SONdS, 

He  came  to  our  prison  he  mourn'd  our  pad  fate, 
He  launched  out  his  gold  to  relieve  our  sad  state, 
Five  hundred  bright  guineas  he  gave  I  am  sure, 
Which  did  greatly  relieve  us  in  this  distrcs>s«e 
hour. 

At  this  generous  action  the  French  did  com- 
plain,  [chains 

They  soon  did  confine  him   with    fetters  and 

With  us  in  the  prison  it  was  there  we  might  see,    . 

But  from  his  chains  and  his  fetters  we  soon  set 
him  free. 

Says  Dighton  my  boys  if  you'll  take  my  advice, 
Now  if  you'll  prove  constant  it  is  done  in  a  trice 
Down  by  the  Umpire  the  Tiger  doth  lie, 
A  etout  and  line  coaster  she  is  fit  for  the  sea. 

The  captain's  on  shore  and  we  have  all  thin£ 

on  board, 
A  plenty  of  cannons,  pikes,  pistols  and  swords 
Now  if  you  will  prove  constant  and   stand  by 

my  side,  [next  tide. 

We  wu   board  her  my  boys  and  we  will  bail  the 

Then  at  this  adventure  we  all  did  agreee,   [free; 
Each  breast  loaded  with  ardour  to  fight  and  be_ 
Conic  give  us  your  signal  each  sailor  replied, 
We  are  ready  to  conquer  or  die  by  your  side. 

Prep-.t/«  ror  the  conflict  no  longer  delay, 

But  koep  yourselves  cool  boys  my  orders  obey, 

1'hree  gallant  young   seamen  as    seconds    he 

chose, 
Our  signal  for  freedom  was  death  to  our  foes 


POPULAR    SONGS.  69 

Then  out  of  our  prison  we  all  rushed  amain^ 
The  three  guns  were  fire^  the  French  guards 

were  slain  ; 
On  board  of  the  Tiger  we  soon  rushed  our  way. 
We  cut  both  her  cables  and  stood  out  for  sea. 

Which  caused  a  sad  rumpus  it  being  midnight, 
The  Frenchmen  bawled  out  in  a  terrible  fright : 
Mondieu  fractre  engle  drums  beat  and  bells  toll, 
Our  hero  shouts  freedom  to  each  valiant  soul. 

Their  fortress  was  open,  their  cannon  did  play, 
Their  shot  flew  like  hail  as  we  got  under  weigh, 
They  shattered  our  spars  as  we  sail'd  from  the 

shore, 
To  bid  them  good  bye  we  a  broadside  let  pour. 

Then  out  of  all  danger  we  thought  ourselves 

clear, 
But  forth;s  mistake  we  did  pay  very  dear, 
Next  mormng  at  daylight  it  was  there  we  espied 
The  Lion,  a  corvette,  hang  down  on  our  side 

She  pled  us  with  grapeshot  with  broadside  so 
sore,  [guns  r°ar , 

Which  soon  caused    the    Tiger  to  make   her 
With  thirty-six  eighteens  the  Lion  did  growl, 
A.nd  eighteen  brass  nines  the  fierce  Tiger  did 
howl. 

Yard  arms  and  broadsides  for  three  glasse  we 
lay,  [away, 

At    length  our    broadside  cut    her  mainmast 

Says  Dighton  my  boys  if  you  are  tirod  of  this 
fun, 

Vou  now  have  your  choice  to  ficrh!  or  ti>  -t 


?!>  POi      LAJt    SONGS. 

Tut: j, are  blood  a^d  slaughter  the  crew  did  in- 
cline. 

To  run  from  the  corvette  it  was  our  design  ; 

But  at  this  same  moment  they  grappled  u* 
fierce,  [source 

And    then  sword   in    hand   was    our   only    re 

To  board  and  to  slaughter  they  were  fully  bent, 
To  give  us  no  quarters  was  their  sole  intent; 
To  hoard  us  thrice  over  they  tried  with  this  view 
Bjii  they  were  repulsed  by  the  Tiger's  bold  crew. 

Then  Dighton  cried  out  as  each  hero  should  feel, 
V'7 hose  eyes   transferred   fury  like  bright  bur- 
nished  steel,  [sword 

Their  is  death  to  each  man  on  the  point  of  my 
i.'ome  all  my  bold  heroes  let  us  jump  aboard. 

Then  over  the  bulwark  he jump'd  like  a  roe, 
One  stroke  from  his  sabre  laid  two  Frenchmen 

low, 
On  board  of  the  corvette  we  all  rushed  so  fierce, 
That  soon  from  their  quarters  the  French  did 

disperse. 

£teel  sparkle,  pikes  rattle,  and  swords  loudly 
clash,  [dash, 

And  the  blood  on  her  decks  like  salt  water  did 

Her  scuppers  with  huge  streams  of  crimson  did 
pour,  [gore- 

\nd  the  blue  seas  all  round  us  roll'd  purple  with 

Three  hundred  brave  seamen  were  slain  of  their 

crew,  [out  Mondieu  ! 

^ben  the  Frenchmen  gave  out  and  they  cried 


POPULAR    SONGS.  7l 

They  fell  on  their  knees  and  their  weapons  let 

fall, 
\nd  then  our  bold  hero  for  quarters  did  call. 
We  soon  gave  them  quarters  and  then  wo  did 

hear, 
That  for  to  engage  us  they  did  volunteer, 
They  trebled  our  metal  with  e'en  two  for  one, 
Bui  fortune's  kind  favour  saved  freedom's  bold 

son. 
Then  Dighton  cried  out  now  the  battle  is  o'er. 
Let  the  French  learn  this  lesson  and  teach  it  on 

shore,  [care, 

Go  back  to  their  country  with  friends  and  take 
To  treat  well  in  future  each  prisoner  of  war. 
To  conduct  the  French  back  we  the  Tiger  then 

gave, 
■  Our  seamen  were  generous, and  valiant  as  brave, 
Then  down  to  Antigua  with  our  Corvette  we 

bore, 
1  And  on  the  next  morning  we  all  jump'd  ashore. 

Drank  u  health  to  each   seaman  that  ploughs 

the  rough  main,  [again, 

May  each   crown'd   with  laurels  return  back 

.  May  the   fair  of  our  country  some  gratitude 

show,  [foe. 

To  the  sons  of  the  ocean  that  fight  the  proud 
And  as  for  brave   Dighton,   our  true  valiant 

friend, 
May  glory  pursue  him,  while  honours  attend, 
And  w  hen  lie  does  die  may  each  seaman  draw 

near, 
Come  kneel  at  his  tombstone  and  let  fall  a  tear. 


1*2  VtiPV'LAR     HONGS. 

CHARLES  GIBBS. 
Tune.— "  The  Rocks  of  Scilla. 

Oh,  all  that  now  stand  round  me, 

Take  warging  by  my  fate, 
Avoid  the  paths  of  sin  and  death 

Before  it  is  too  late. 
I  once  had  tender  parents 

Who  dearly  loved  their  son  ; 
But  I  proved  disobedient 

And  in  follies  path  did  run. 
My  father  oft  recalled  me, 

But  I  would  not  refrain, 
Till  firmly  Satan  bound  me 

In  his  infernal  chain. 
My  father  thought  to  change  my  life, 

By  sending  me  to  sea, 
But  that  had  no  effect  at  all, 

Though  I  seen  brave  Lawrence  dik 
In  Halifax  more  vice  I  learnt 

Than  here  I  can  relate  ; 
And  soon  I  took  a  horrid  oath 

Which  seai'd  my  dismal  fate. 
In  vain  my  parents  plead  with  me 

To  quit  the  paths  of  sin  ; 
Alas,  my  heart  was  harden'd 

And  all  was  black  within. 
A  wealthy  uncle  left  me  cash, 

Which  I  did  then  abuse, 
For  money  I  counted  but  as  trash, 

That  I  might  freely  use. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  73 

Ht  length  when  all  my  cash  was  gone, 

I  resolved  to  go  to  sea — 
A.nd  entered  myself  with  Cj.pt;  Brown, 

Which  sealed  my  destiny. 
I  then  entered  the  Maria,  Privateer. 

Commanded  by  Capt.  Bell, 
And  soon  we  took  her  from  him, 

The  truth  to  you  I  tell. 
We  hoisted  up  the  Black  Flag, 

And  a  Pirate  F  became  ; 
I  then  committed  cruelties 

Too  dreadful  for  to  name. 
No  sex  nor  age  we  spared, 

But  all  we  took  was  slain 
No  mercy  did  we  ever  show, 

For  dead  men  tell  no  tales. 
My  bloody  knife  was  ever  readv, 

For  be  it  understood, 
No  God  nor  man  I  ever  feared 

Upon  the  brinv  flood 
I  after  visited  the  land 

And  made  a  great  display, 
For  I  had  cash  at  full  command, 

And  that  I  dashed  away. 
Full  forty  gallant  vessels, 

I  robb'd  of  gold  in  store, 
And  full  four  hundred  souls 

Of  life,  they  welter'd  in  their  gore 
No  pity  have  I  ever  shown, 

Then  who  can  pity  me ; 
Though  here  I  die  without  a  sigh. 

Upon  the  gallows  tree. 


74  POPULAR    SONGS.  • 

My  tender  mother's  heart  will  ache- 

My  father  dear  will  groan  ; 
But  none  I  see  recognizes  me, 

I  die  here  all  alone. 
May  God  have  mercy  on  my  soul, 

Is  all  my  wretched  prayer  ; 
His  holy  grace  can  save  mo  yet, 

Though  lost  in  dark  despair. 
For  cursed  gold  my  life  1  sold, 

And  murdered  without  fear  ! 
But  at  the  last  I  fear  I've  lost, 

My  soul's  in  deep  despair. 
Now  all  who  see  my  shameful  end, 

Take  warning  here  by  me, 
And  don't  neglect  your  souls  in  life, 

Lest  you  die  on  the  gallows  tree. 

My  hardened  heart  it  will  not  bend 

It  still  clings  on  to  life  ; 
Ah !  must  I  leave  this  world  behind 

For  one  of  endless  strife. 

Will  furies  drag  my  spirit  home  ? 

Will  fiends  torment  my  soul  ? 
AH  this,  and  more  I  must  endure, 

For  love  of  cu  rsed  gold. 

Farewell,  farewell,  my  only  child, 
May  heaven  in  mercy  spare 

Thee  from  the  shame  thy  father  feels 
His  crimes  and  dark  despair. 

Farewell,  my  parents  ever  kind, 
We  ne'er  can  meet  again, 

For  I  must  suffer  for  my  crimes, 
Ah  !  :vhere,  I  dare  not  say. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  7b 

KELLY  THE   PIRATE. 
;)ur  Admiral  gave  orders  on  the  same  day, 
To  cruise  in  the  channel  for  our  enemy, 
To  protect  all  our  merchants  from  the  brave  foe, 
And  all  interlopers  as  you  may  suppose. 
Un  the.  21st  of  January  so  clear  was  the  day, 
A  man  from  our  masi.  head,  a  sail  he  spy'd, 
A  sail  O,  a  sail  he  loudly  did  cry, 
She  is  a  large  cutter  and  seems  to  lay  by. 
Our  noble  commander  he  pulled  out  his  glass, 
So  did  our  lieutenant  to  see  what  she  was, [round, 
Our  captain  jumped  up  and  surveyed   her  all 
It's  Kelly  the  pirate,  I'll  lay  fifty  pounds. 
Do  yo  see  that  proud  villain  he  cryed,         [bail 
Sail,  we'll  soon  overhaul  him  my  boys,  I'll  give 
Jump  up  and  shake  out  your  bags  all  snug  and 

clear, 
And  up  with  your  helm  and  after  them  steer. 
Wesail'd  'till  we  came  within  gun  shot, 
Bold  Kelly  he  seemed  to  value  us  not,  [did  say, 
With  a  laud  voice  like  thunder,  bold  Kelly  he 
Bend  your  guns,  blow  your  matches  my  boys 

and  fire  away. 
We  engaged  this  cutter  for  four  hours  and  more, 
Till  the  blood  from  the  scuppers  like  v\  ater  did 

pour,  [hull, 

With  round  and  grape  metal  we  pepper'd  her 
Till  down  came  her  ensign,  staff,  colours  and  all, 
We  have  taken  this  prize  all  on  the  same  day, 
And  straight  to  new  prison  sent  Kelly  away, 
Here's  a  heall  h  to  our  captain  and  lieutenant  too 
Likewise  the  Hart  frigate  and  all  her  crew. 


76  POPULAR    SONGS. 

CAPTAIN  GLEN. 

Tiicrb  was  a  ship,  and  a  ship  of  fame, 
L>'.unch\i  off  the.  stocks,  bound  to  the  main 
With  a  hundred  and  fifty  brisk  young  men, 
Was  pick'd  and  chosen  every  one. 

William  Glen  was  our  captain's  name, 
He  was  a  tall  and  brisk  young  man, 
-\s  bold  a  sailor  as  ever  went  to  sea, 
And  he  was  bound  to  New.Barbary. 

The  first  of  April  when  we  did  set  sal) 
Blest  with  a  sweet  and  prosperous  gale. 
For  we  were  bound  to  New-Barbary, 
With  all  our  whole  ship's  company. 

We  had  not  sail'd  a  day  but  two, 
'Till  all  our  whole  ship's  jovial  crew. 
They  all  fell  sick  but  sixty-three, 
As  we  went  to  New-Barbary. 

One  night  the  captain  he  did  dream, 
There  came  a  voice  which  said  to  him, 
Prepare  you  and  your  company 
To-morrow  night  you  must  lodge  with  me. 

This  wak'd  the  captain  in  a  fright. 
Being  the  third  watch  of  the  night, 
Then  for  his  boatswain  he  did  call, 
And  told  to  him  his  secrets  all. 

When  I  in  England  did  remain, 
The  holy  Sabbath  I  did  profane, 
In  drunkenness  I  took  delight, 
Which  doth  my  trembling  soul  affright. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  77 

There's  one  thing  more  I've  to  rehearse, 
Which  I  shall  mention  in  tjiis  verse, 
A  'Squire  I  slew  in  Staffordshire, 

All  for  the  love  of  a  lady  fair. 

Xow  'tis  his  ghost  I  am  afraid, 
That  hath  to  me  such  terror  bred  ; 
Although  the  king  has  pardoned  me, 
He's  daily  in  my  company. 

O,  worthy  captain,  since  'tis  so, 
No  mortal  of  it  e'er  shall  know, 
So  keep  your  secret  in  your  breast, 
And  pray  to  God  to  give  you  rest. 

They  had  not  sail'd  a  league  but  three, 
Till  raging  grew  the  roaring  sea, 
There  rose  a  tempest  in  the  skies, 
Which  fill'd  our  hearts  with  great  surprise 

Oir  mainmast  sprung  by  break  of  day, 
Which  made  our  rigging  all  give  way, 

did  our  seamen  sore  affright, 
The  terrors  of  that  fatal  night. 

Up  then  spoke  our  foremost  man, 
As  he  did  by  the  fore-yard  stand, 
He  cried,  the  Lord  receive  my  soul, 
So  to  the  bottom  he  did  fall. 

The  sea  did  wash  both  fore  and  aft, 
Till  scarce  one  sail  on  board  was  left ; 
Our  yards  were  split  and  our  rigging  tore, 
The  like  was  never  seen  before. 

The  boatswain  then  he  did  declare, 
The  captain  was  a  murderer, 


78  POPULAR     SOWS. 

Which  did  enrage  the  whole  ship's  crew 
Our  captain  overboard  they  threw. 

Our  treacherous  captain  being  gone, 

Immediately  there  was  a  calm, 

The  winds  did.  calm,  and  the  raging  sea, 

As  we  went  to  New-Barbary. 

Now  when  wo  jame  to  the  Spanish  shorc 
Our  goodly  ship  for  to  repair, 
The  people  all  were  amazed  to  see, 
Our  dismal  case  and  misery. 

But  when  our  ship  was  m  repair, 
To  fair  England  our  course  did  steer, 
And  when  we  came  to  London  town, 
Our  dismal  ease  was  then  made  known 

Now  many  wives  their  husbands  lost, 
Which  they  lamented  to  their  cost, 
1  And  caused  them  to  weep  bitterly, 
These  tidings  from  New-Barbary. 

A  hundred^and  fifty  brisk  young  men, 
Did  to  our  goodly  ship  belong, 
Of  all  our  whole  ship's  company, 
Our  number  was  but  seventy-three. 

N  ow  seamen  all  where'er  you  be, 
I  pray  a  warning  take  by  me ;  ' 
As  you  love  your  life,  still  have  a  care 
You  never  sail  with  a  murderer. 

^is  never  more  I  do  intend, 
For  to  cross  over  the  raging  main, 
But  I'll  live  in  peace  in  my  owp  Country 
And  so  I  end  my  tragedy. 


POPULAR    SOttas.  7ft 

THE  MERMAID. 

One  Friday  morning  wc  set  Bail, 

And  when  not  far  from  land, 
We  all  espied  a  fair  Mermaid, 

With  a  comb  and  glass  in  her  hand. 

The  stormy  winds  they  did  blow. 
And  the  raging  sens  they  di< 

The  sailors  on  the  deck  did  g«», 
And  wished  themselves  on     • 

Then  spoke  a  boy  of  our  gallant  sh 

And  a  good  lad  was  he, 
My  parents  in  fair  Portsmouth  town. 
This  night  will  weep  for  mc. 

Then  spoke  a  man  of  our  good  ship. 

No  braver  man  than  he, 
I  have  a  wife  in  fair  London  town, 

Who  will  a  widow  be. 

Then  spoke  the  captain  of  mir  shin. 

A  valiant  man  was  lie. 
We  want  a  boat,  we  shall  be  drown'd. 

Shall  founder  in  the  sea. 

The  moon  shone  bright,  the  stars  gave  Yittv 

My  mother  looked  for  me, 
She  long  may  weep  with  watery  eyes. 

And  blame  the  ruthless  sea. 

Then  three  times  round  went  our  gor,  : 

And  sank  immediately, 
Left  none  to  tell  the  sorrowing  tale, 

Of  our  brave  company. 


nO 


PO  PILAR    SONGS. 


GREEN   MOUNTAIN. 


Mil  yonder  green  mountain  there  a  castle  doth 

stand, 
All  uVck'd    with  green  ivy  from  the   top  to  thi 

strand, 
Kjiia  arches,    fine   porches,   and  limo   stono  so 

brijrlit, 
"Tin  a  Pilot  for  Bailors  in  a  dark  stormy  night 

Q  i  the  lop  of  thai  mountain  in  verdure  of  green. 
1  Plie  finest  ut  places  that  ever  was  Been, 


POPULAR    SONGS.  81 

For  fishing,  for  fowling,  for  walking  also, 
And  the  finest  of  roses  on   this  mountain  did 
grow. 

At  the  foot  of  this  mountain  where  the  tide  ebbs 

and  flows, 
Ships  from  the  East  Indies  to  Madeira  doth  go* 
Where  the  red  flag  is  a  flying,  and  the  beating 

of  drums, 
Sweet  instruments  of  music  and  the  firing  of 

guns. 

It  was  one  Monday  morning  as  we  sailed  away, 
The  drums  they  did  beat  and  sweet  music  did 

play, 
For  the  most  of  them  were  married  men  which 

grieved  my  heart  full  sore, 
For  to  think  on  pretty  Polly,  the  maid  I  adore. 

Come  all  you  little  purling  streams  that  run 

murmuring  by. 
Pray  direct  me  to  my  love  whereso'er  she  be, 
For  her  eyes  they  invite  me,  but  her  tongue  saye 

no, 
Some  angel  direct  me  to  where  I  shall  go. 

But  her  mind  being  changed  runs  just  like  the 

tide, 
She's  like  some  ship  on  the  ocean  that  is  to*t 

to  and  fro, 
From  the  height  of  her  promotion  to  the  depth 

of  sad  wo, 
If  pretty  Polly  had  prov'd  constant  Pd  make 

her  my  bride. 


92  POPULAR    SONGS- 


THE  MAJOR'S  ONLY  SON 

Come  all  good  people  far  and  near, 
A  lamentation  you  shall  hear, 

It's  of  a  youLg  man  and  his  true  love 
Whom  he  adored  and  praised  above. 

It  was  all  earthly  rie'.ies  here  below, 
It  was  that,  truly  you  must  know  ; 
Alas  !  it's  of  a  young  scholar  bright, 
In  learning  he  took  great  delight. 

lie  was  a  Major's  only  son, 
ft  was  for  her  he  was  undone  ; 
He  was  but  eighteen  years  of  age, 
When  first  in  love  he  did  engage. 

His  father  oft  times  to  him  did  say, 

My  dearest  son  do  me  obey, 

You  know  that  she  is  of  a  low  decree 
And  came  of  a  poor  family. 

Why  then  after  her  will  you  go  ? 

Which  sure  will  prove  your  overthrow, 
He  made  his  father  this  reply, 
What  does  all  riches  signify  ? 

Dives  was  very  rich  you  know, 
And  fed  sumptuously  also. 

When  Dives  died,  king  sir,  we  read, 

He  went  to  misery  indeed. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  83 

When  Lazarus  died,  we  read  also, 
In  Abraham's  bosom  he  did  go. 

I  would  rather  my  true  lpve  have, 
And  always  live  within  a  cave, 

Hum  to  have  riches  here  below, 

\nd  enjoy  my  true  love  also : 

His  mother  Scvid,  "  my  son  be  still, 
It  is  in  vain  you  set  forth  your  will." 

We  will  adorn  you  with  ornaments  of  gold, 

Riches  and  honour  for  you  to  hold, 

If  after  her  you  will  not  go,  [throw 

Which  will  prove  the  means  of  vour  *>vei 

How  he  was  twenty  years  of  age, 
And  for  a  minister  he  did  engage ; 

He  had  a  call,  already  to  preach, 

The  very  gospel  for  to  teach. 

But  his  parents  would  never  be  still, 
But  daily  were  setting  forth  their  will. 

He  went  one  night  his  love  to  see, 

In  ho'-es  to  enjoy  her  company. 

4er  father  unto  this  young  man  did  say, 

II  Kind  sir  for  ever  do  stay  away ; 
My  daughter  is  as  good  as  you, 
For  ever  bid  my  house  adieu." 

So  he  t lrned  this  young  man  out  of  doors. 

\nd  charged  him  to  corne  there  no  morn. 
Allho'  this  couple  they  did  part, 
U  pi  oved  the  means  to  break  their  heart 


fe-1  POPULAR    SONGS 

Untr  her  chamber  she  then  did  betake. 

A  solilary  moan  to  make, 

She  used  to  moan  and  oft  times  cry 
Sung  Lord  prepare  me  for  to  die. 

I  cannot  live  but  I  must  die, 

And  haste  away  to  eternity  ; 

For  many  a  doctor  they  did  send, 

And  much  pains  for  her  they  did  sper/ 

But  all  prescriptions  were  in  vain, 

But  still  in  love  she  did  remain, 
Unto  her  brother  she  said  one  day, 
I  long  once  more  my  love  to  see. 

Her  brother  to  this  young  man  did  go, 
And  let  him  all  her  sorrows  know, 
He  straight  way  unto  her  did  come, 
With  heavy  heart  to  know  her  doom. 

Saying  madam  what  makes  you  look  so  palo 
Madam  what  makes  your  colour  fail  ? 
Your  cheeks  was  once  a  rosy  red, 
Methinks  they  look  as  pale  as  lead. 

If  our  eyes  they  were  as  black  as  slows, 
Down  to  the  grave  methinks  they'll  go. 
Out  in  these  words  she  then  did  break 
Saying,  kind  sir,  it  is  for  your  sake. 

Saying,  God  forgive  our  parents  dear, 
They  have  been  cruel  and  severe: 

1  can  forgive  them  both  said  she 

t  or  I  am  going  to  eternity. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  85 

Toars  from  his  eyes  like  fountains  run, 
Crying  alas  !   I  am  undone. 

No  peace  nor  comfort  can  I  have, 

So  I  go  mourning  to  my  grave. 

"arewell  my  brother  and  sister  dear, 
ce  Uu't  you  both  live  in  God's  fear, 
See  that  your  secrets  each  other  take 
Mlau  Wiiat  your  dying  sister  spake. 

Farewell  my  tiue  and  loving  mate, 

No  longei  for  you  can  I  wait; 

I  trust  in  heaven  you  both  shall  reign, 
I  trust  in  heaven  we'll  meet  again. 

If  you  go  on  the  works  of  ministry, 
See  what  a  faithful  man  you'll  be. 

She  gave  a  cry  and  did  bitter  weep, 

And  dropt  into  a  silent  sleep. 

She  bid  the  world  and  all  adieu, 

And  every  creature  that  she  knew, 
Next  day  to  her  burying  he  did  go, 
Drest  in  mourning  from  top  to  toe. 

And  afterwards  distracted  run, 

A  nd  so  for  ever  was  undone. 

Come  all  old  people  far  and  near, 

When  all  these  melancholy  lines  you  hear. 

Never  matches  try  to  break, 
And  always  keep  them  for  God's  sake. 
He  has  been  a  mourner  this  twentieth  vcar, 
And  never  can  enjoy  his  only  dear 


86  POPULAR    SONGS. 

JEMMY  AND  NANCY 

Lovers,  I  pray  lend  an  ear  to  my  story, 
Take  an  example  by  this  constant  pair, 
How  love  a  young  creature  did  blast  in  her  glorj 
Beautiful  Nancy  of  Yarmouth,  we  hear; 
She  was  a  merchant's  lovely  Fair  daughter, 
Heiress  of  fifteen  hundred  a  year, 
A.  young  man  he  courted  her  to  bo  his  jewel, 
The  son  of  a  gentleman  who  lived  noar. 

Many  long  years  he  this  maid  did  court, 
When  they  were  infants  in  love  they  agreed, 
And  when  to  age  this  couple  arrived, 
Cupid  an  arrow  between  them  displayed, 
They  made  a  promise  for  to  be  married, 
But  when  their  parents  the  same  came  to  heaj, 
They  to  their  charming  beautiful  daughter, 
Acted  a  part  that  was  base  and  severe. 

Daughter  they  said  give  o'er  your  proceedings 
If  that  against  our  consent  you  do  wed, 
For  evermore  ,we  resolve  to  disown  you, 
If  you  wed  one  that's  so  meanly  bred  : 
Her  mother  said,  you  are  of  great  fortune, 
Besides  you  are  beautiful,  charming  and  young, 
You  are  a  match,  dear  child,  that  is  fitting 
For  any  Lord  that  is  in  all  Christendom. 

Then  did  reply  this  young  beautiful  virgin, 
Riches  and  honor  I  both  do  defy, 
If  that  I'm  denied  of  my  dearest  lover, 
Then  farewell  this  world  which  is  all  vanity, 
Jemmy's  the  man  that  I  do  admire, 
He  is  the  riches  that  I  do  adore, 
For  to  be  greater  I  never  do  desire. 
My  heart  is  fixed  never  to  love  more. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  8*7 

Then,  said  her  father,  'tis  my  resolution, 
Altho'  I  have  no  more  daughters  but  you, 
If  that  with  him  you  are  resolved  to  marry, 
Banish'd  forever  from  me  you  shall  go, 
Well,  cruel  father,  but  still  I  desire, 
Grant  me  that  Jemmy  once  more  I  may  see, 
Tho'  you  do  part  us,  still  I  will  be  loyal. 
For  none  in  the  world  I'll  admire  but  he. 

For  the  young  man  he  sent  in  a  passion, 
Saying,  forever,  now  sir,  take  you  leave, 
I  have  a  match  more  fit  for  my  daughter, 
Therefore  'tis  but  a  folly  to  grieve ; 
Honour'd  father,  then  said  the  young  lady, 
Promised  we  are  by  the  powers  above, 
Why  of  all  comforts  would  you  bereave  me, 
Our  love  is  fixed,  ne'er  to  remove. 

Then,  said  the  father,  a  trip  on  the  ocean, 
Jemmy  shall  go  in  a  ship  of  my  own, 
I'll  consent  that  he  shall  have  my  daughter, 
When  to  fair  Yarmouth  again  he  returns, 
Honoured  father,  then  said  the  two  lovers, 
Since  it's  your  will,  we  are  bound  to  obey 
Our  constant  hearts  can  never  be  parted, 
But  our  eager  desire  no  longer  must  stay. 

Then  beautiful  Mancy  said,  dearest  Jemmy, 
Here  take  this  ring,  the  pledge  of  my  vows, 
With  it  my  heart  keep  it  safe  in  your  bosom, 
Carry  it  with  you  where  ever  you  go, 
Then  in  his  arms  he  did  closely  enfold  her, 
Whilst  chrystal  tears  like  fountains  did  flow, 
Crying,  my  heart  in  return  I  do  give  you, 
AJid  you  shr  \1  be  present  y  here  eve/  I  go. 


88  POPULAR    SOWOS. 

When  on  the  ocean,  my  dear,  I  am  sailing, 
Thoughts  of  my  jewel  the  compass  shall  steer 
Those  tedious  days,  time  shall  discover, 
And  bring  me  safe  to  the  arms  of  my  dear, 
Therefore  be  constant,  my  dear  lovely  jewel, 
For  by  the  Virgin,  if  you  are  untrue, 
My  troubled  ghost  shall  forever  torment  you, 
Dead  or  alive,  I'll  have  none  but  j  ou. 

Her  arms  round  his  neck  then  she  twineo, 
Saying,  my  dear,  when  you're  on  the  sea, 
If  that  fate  should  prove  cruel, 
That  we  each  other  no  more  should  see, 
No  man  ai/ve  shall  ever  enjoy  me, 
Soon  as  the  tidings  of  death  rings  my  ears, 
Then  like  a  poor  and  unfortunate  lover, 
Down  to  the  grave  I'll  go  to  my  dear. 

Then  with  a  sorrowful  sight  they  departed, 
The  winds  next  morning  blew  a  pleasant  gale, 
All  things  being  ready  the  same  Mary  Galley, 
And  for  Barbadoes  he  straight  did  sail ; 
Jemmy  was  floating  upon  the  wide  ocean, 
Her  cruel  parents  were  plotting  the  same  while. 
How  the  heart  of  their  beautiful  daughter, 
With  cursed  gold  could  strive  to  beguile. 

Many  a  lord  of  fame,  birth  and  breeding, 
Came  for  to  court  this  young  beautiful  maid, 
But  all  their  presents  and  favours  she  slighted, 
Constant  I'll  be  to  my  jewel  she  said, 
Now,  for  a  while  we  will  leave  this  fair  maiden, 
And  tell  how  things  with  her  lover  did  go. 
In  the  island  of  Barbadoes  the  ship  safe  arrived, 
But  now  observe  this  fatal  overthrow. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  89 

y  oung  Jemmy  was  comely  in  every  feature, 
A  Barbadoes  lady  whose  riches  was  great, 
On  him  fix'd  her  eyes  ;  then  she  cried  if  I  get  not 
This  brave  English  sailor,  I'll  die  for  his  sake, 
She  then  drest  herself  in  gallant  attire, 
With  costly  diamonds  she  platted  her  hair, 
A  hundred  slaves  drest  in  white  to  attend  her, 
Sent  for  this  young  man  to  come  to  her  there. 

Come  noble  sailor,  she  cried,  can  you  fancy 
•\  lady  whose  fortune  and  riches  are  great, 
A  hundred  slaves  you  shall  have  to  attend  you. 
Music  to  charm  you  to  your  silent  sleep  ; 
In  robes  of  gold  my  dear  I  will  deck  you, 
Pearls  and  rich  jewels  I'll  lay  at  your  feet, 
In  a  chariot  of  gold  you'll  ride  at  your  pleasure, 
If  you  can  love  me  then  answer  me  straight. 

Amaz'd  with  wonders  while  he  stood  gazing, 
Forbear,  noble  lady,  at  length  he  replied, 
In  fair  England  I  have  vowed  to  a  lady, 
At  my  return  to  make  her  my  bride, 
She  is  a  charming  young  beautiful  creature, 
She  has  my  heart  I  can  never  love  more, 
I  bear  in  my  eyes  her  sweet  lovely  feature, 
No  other  charmer  on  earth  I'll  adore. 

Hearing  of  this  she  did  rave  in  distraction, 
Crying,  unfortunate  maid  thus  to  love, 
One  that  does  basely  slight  all  my  glory, 
And  of  my  person  will  not  approve, 
Lords  of  renown  their  favours  I  have  slighted, 
Now,  must  I  die  for  a  sailor  so  bold, 
I  must  not  blame  him  because  ,Jie  is  constant, 
True  love  I  find  is  much  better  than  gold. 


90  POPULAR    SONGS. 

A  costly  jewel  she  instantly  gave  him, 
Then  in  her  trembling  hand  took  a  knife, 
One  fatal  blow  before  they  could  save  her, 
Quickly  put  an  end  to  her  life. 
Great  lamentations  was  made  for  this  maiden 
Jemmy  on  board  the  ship  he  did  steer, 
And    then    for    fair   England   homeward  waf 

sailing, 
With  a  longing  desire  to  meet  with  his  dear. 

But  when  her  father  found  he  was  coming, 
A  letter  did  write  to  the  boatswain  his  friend, 
Saying,  a  handsome  reward  I'll  give  you, 
If  you  the  life  of  young  Jemmy  will  end. 
Void  of  all  grace  and  for  sake  of  the  money, 
The  cruel  boatswain  the  same  did  complete, 
As  they  on  the  deck  were  lovingly  walking, 
He  suddenly  plunged  him  into  the  deep. 

In  the  dead  of  the  night  when  all  were  sleeping 
His  troubled  ghost  to  his  love  did  appear, 
Crying,  '  Arise,  young  beautiful  Nancy, 
Perform  the  vows  you  made  to  your  dear  , 
You  are  my  own,  so  tarry  no  longer, 
Seven  long  years  for  your  sake  I  did  stay, 
Hymen  does  wait  to  crown  us  with  pleasure. 
The  bride-guests  ready  therefore  come  away.' 

She  cried,  4  Who  is  that  under  my  window, 
Surely  it  is  the  voice  of  my  dear, 
Lifting  her  head  from  her  soft  downy  pillow, 
Straight  to  the  casement  she  did  repair, 
By  the  light  of  the  moon  that  bright  was  shining 
She  espied  her  true  love,  then  to  her  he  did  say, 
Your  parents  are  sleeping,  before  they  awaken. 
Stir  up  my  dear  Creature,  you  must  come  away. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  91 

0  Jemmy  she  cried,  if  my  father  should  heui 

you, 
We  should  be  ruined,  therefore  quickly  repair, 
To  the  sea-side  and  1*11  instantly  meet  you, 
With  my  own  maidens  I'll  come  to  you  there. 
Her  night  gown  embroider'd  with  gold  and  silver 
Carelessly  round  her  body  she  throws, 
With  her  two  maidens  indeed  to  attend  her, 
To  meet  her  true  love  she  instantly  goes. 

Close  in  his  arms  the  spirit  did  enfold  her, 
Jemmy,  she  said,  you  are  colder  than  clay, 
Sure  you  can  ne'er  be  the  man  that  I  admire, 
Paler  than  death  you  appear  unto  me. 
Yes,  fairest  creature,  I  am  your  true  lover, 
Dead  or  alive,  you  were  to  bo  my  own, 
I  come  for  your  vow,  my  dear  you  must  follow 
My  body  now  to  my  watery  tomb. 

1  for  your  sake  did  refuse  gold  or  treasure, 
Beauty  and  riches  for  you  I  despised, 

A  charming  young  lady  for  me  did  expire, 
Thinking  of  you,  I  was  deaf  to  her  cries  ; 
Your  cruel  parents  have  been  my  undoing, 
And  now  I  sleep  in  a  watery  grave, 
And  for  your  promise,  my  dear,  I  am  suing, 
Dead  or  alive,  you  I  must  have. 

The  trembling  lady  was  so  affrighted, 
Amazed  she  stood  near  the  brink  of  the  sea, 
With  eyes  lift  to  heaven, she  cried,  cruel  parents 
Heaven  requite  you  for  your  cruelty, 
Indeed  I  promised  my  dearest  creature, 
Dead  or  alive,  I  would  be  his  own, 
And  now  to  perform  my  vow,  I'm  ready 
To  fol'ow  him  to  the  watery  tomb. 


92  POPULAR    SOXGS. 

Her  maidens  they  heard  her  sad  lamentations, 
But  the  apparation  indeed  could  not  see, 
Thinking  the  lady  had  fell  in  distraction, 
They  strove  to  persuade  her  contented  to  be, 
But  still  she  cried  I'm  a  coining, 
Now  on  thy  bosom  I'll  soon  fall  asleep, 
When  thus  she  had  spoke,  this  unfortunate  lady, 
Suddenly  plunged  herself  in  the  deep. 

When  to  her  father  the  maids  told  the  story, 
He  wrung  his  hands  and  cried  what  have  I  done, 
Oh  !  dearest  child  'twas  thy  cruel  father, 
That  did  provide  thee  a  watery  tomb. 
Two  or  three  days  being  then  expired, 
These  two  unfortunate  lovers  were  seen, 
In  each  others  arms  on  the  waves  were  a  floating 
By  the  side  of  the  ship  on  the  watery  main. 

The  cruel  boatswain  was  struck  with  horror, 
Straight  did  confess  the  deed  he  had  done, 
Shewing  the  letter  that  came  from  her  father, 
That  was  the  cause  of  these  lovers  sad  doom 
On  board  the  ship  he  was  tried  for  the  murder, 
And  at  the  yard  arm  he  was  hanged  for  the  same, 
Her  father  broke  his  heart  for  his  daughter, 
Before  the  ship  into  harbour  came. 

Thus  cursed  gold  has  caused  distraction, 
Why  should  the  rich  strive  after  gain, 
I  hope  this  story  will  be  a  warning, 
That  cruel  parents  may  ne'er  do  the  same. 
True  love  is  better  than  jewels  or  treasure, 
Riches  can  never  buy  true  lcve  you  know, 
But  this  young  couple  lov'd  out  of  measure. 
Which  was  the  occasion  of  their  overthrow. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  9'i 


CAPTAIN  JAMES. 

Come  all  ye  noble  and  bold  commanders, 
That  on  the  foaming  ocean  cruise, 

By  my  sad  fate  take  warning, 

See  that  poor  seamen  you  do  not  abust 

Richard  Perry  was  my  servant, 

And  a  sprightly  lad  was  he, 
His  mother  did  apprentice  him, 

All  for  to  cross  the  raging  sea. 

It  was  on  a  voyage  from  Carolina, 

As  I  was  returning  home, 
So  cruelly  this  boy  I  murdered, 

Such  a  thing  was  never  known. 

It  was  a  trifling  offence  he  gave  me, 
That  did  my  savage  heart  enrage, 

When  straight  to  the  mast  I  tied  him, 
Where  I  kept  him  many  a  day. 

With  his  legs  and  arms  extended, 

I  no  succour  to  him  gave, 
And  swore  if  any  man  relieved  him, 

Not  a  moment  they  should  live. 

Wher.  three  days  I  there  had  kept  hin; 

Lo"d  with  hunger  he  did  cry, 
«  O  !  for  God's  sake,  sir,  relieve  me. 

Or  with  hunger  I  shall  die ! 

M  O  !  that  I  had  but  one  morsel 

Of  what  the  dogs,  sir,  would  despise: 


\tt  POPULAR    SONGS. 

I  pray  God  send  down  some  water, 
From  the  high  and  lofty  skies  !■ 

When  six  days  I  there  had  kept  him, 
Loud  with  hunger  he  did  begin, 

fie  begged  for  a  drop  of  water, 
And  I  some  urine  gave  unto  him 

The  poor  soul  refused  to  drink  it, 

Which  I  prepared  ;  but  before  I'd  done. 

I  made  him  drink  of  the  purple  gore, 
That  from  his  bleeding  wounds  did  rue 

When  nine  days  1  there  had  kept  him, 
Up  to  him  I  then  did  go ; 
y     He  said  my  dear  and  loving  master, 

One  kind  favour  to  me  show. 
i 

n  Do  not  leave  me  here  to  suffer, 

But  kill  and  send  me  to  my  grave, 
Or  one  crust  or  crumb  afford  me  ?" 
This  excrement  to  him  gave. 

Excrement  which  I  had  provided, 
And  offered  him  the  same  to  eat— 

And  because  he  did  refuse  it, 

Eighteen  stripes  I  gave  him  straight 

P.-  poor  soul  unto  his  Saviour, 
Loud  for  mercy  then  did  cry, 

\nd  in  this  wretched  situation, 
The  poor  creature  he  did  die. 

Oftentimes  he  said,  "  dear  mother, 
Hid  you  k^   v  the  ^ru^l  smart, 


POPULAR    SONGS.  Ofi 

Tl»t  your  dearest  son  doth  suffer, 
I  am  sure  'twould  break  vour  heart  V 

••  If  you  knew  what  pangs  1  now  endure 
Oh  !  grief  your  days  would  end,* 

But  I  must  bear  it  patiently, 
Till  Christ  relief  doth  send  1" 

Often  my  men  would  upbraid  me , 
I  enraged  would  curse  and  swear, 

That  I'd  have  them  hung  for  mutiny, 
As  soon  as  they  returned  on  shore. 

I  thought  my  money  it  would  save  mc, 
Knowing  the  bo\s  friends  to  be  poor 

But  oh,  the  cries  his  mother  gave  me, 
When  I  unto  her  did  repair  ! 

She  was  resolved  to  prosecute  me, 
Nor  gold  nor  silver  would  she  tako  ; 

*  Captain  James,  my  son  you  mnrdc^d, 
And  the  gibbet  shall  be  your  f;ite  " 

1  was  taken  and  put  in  prison, 

Which  did  my  hardened  heart  nenbr- 

\nd  in  one  week  received  rrty  BentrJX*&  , 
From  this  world  my  exit  to  take. 

How  could  I  bear  to  ask  for  mercy, 

When  I  no  mercv  did  afford, 
To  a  poor  and  innocent  creature.* 

Yet,  some  mercy  show  me,  Lord 

He  soon  on  the  gallows  sufferVi, 

For  the  horrid  crime  1  e'd  dotw. 
And  his  sad  example, 

Teach  others  the  like  to  shun 


rfti  POPULAR    SONGS. 


RAMBLING  BOYS  OF  PLEASURE 

Vou  rambling  boys  of  pleasure, 
Give  ear  to  these  few  lines  I  write, 

Ci  is  true  I  am  a  rover, 
And  in  roving  take  great  delight. 

I  fix  my  min    on  a  fair  maid, 
Tho'  oftentimes  she  does  me  slight, 

My  mind  is  never  easy, 

But  when  my  darling  is  in  my  sight 

The  second  time  I  saw  my  love, 

I  thought  she  really   would  be  mine, 
But  as  the  weather  alters, 
^This  maid  did  change  her  mind. 

Gold  is  the  root  of  evil, 

Although  it  shines  with  glittering  hue, 
Causes  many  a  lad  and  lass  to  part, 

Let  their  hearts  and  minds  be  e'er  so  true 

There's  one  thing  more  I  have  to  relate, 

Before  that  I  do  go  away, 
In  my  own  country  where  I  was  born, 

Cupid  would  not  let  me  free. 

To  leave  my  girl  behind  me, 
Oh  dear,  alas  !  what  must  I  do, 

Must  I  become  a  rover, 
And  court  some  girl  I  aever  knew. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  *H 

JAMES  BIRD. 

Tune.—-'  The  Tempest/ 

Sons  of  Freedom,  listen  to  me, 

And  ye  daughters  too  give  ear  : 
You  a  sad  and  mournful  story, 

As  was  ever  told  shall  hear. 

l'«jll,  you  know  his  troops  surrendered, 

And  defenceless  left  the  west  : 
Then  our  forces,  quick  assembled, 

The  inrader  to  resist. 

Amongst  the  troops  that  march'd  to  Erie, 

Were  the  Kingston  Volunteers; 
Captain  Thomas  them  commanded, 

To  protect  our  west  frontiers. 

T°r-  !ej   *  ere  the  scenes  of  parting, 

Mothers  wrung  their  hands  and  cried  ; 

Maidens  wept  their  swains  in  secret, 
Fathers  strove  their  hearts  to  hide. 

Put  there's  one  among  the  number, 

Tall  and  graceful  in  his  mien  ; 
Firm  his  step,  his  look  undaunted, 

Scarce  a  nobler  youth  was  seen. 

One  sweet  kiss  he  snatch'd  from  Mary, 
Crav'd  his  mother's  prayer  once  more  j 

Press'd  his  father's  hand  and  left  them, 
For  Lake  Erie's  distant  shore. 

Mary  tried  to  say,  farewell,  James, 
Wav'd  her  hand,  but  nothing  spoke ; 

Good  bye,  Bird,  may  heaven  protect  you ! 
From  the  rest  at  parting  broke. 


98  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Soon  they  come  where  noble  Perry 

Had  assembled  all  his  fleet ; 
There  the  gallant  Bird  enlisted, 

Hoping  soon  the  foe  to  meet. 

Where  is  Bird  ?  the  battle  rages, 

Is  he  in  the  strife,  or  no  ? 
Now  the  cannons  roar  tremendous — 

Dare  he  meet  the  hostile  foe. 

Aye — behold  him  !  See  him  Perry, 
In  the  self  same  ship  they  fight ; 

Though  his  messmates  fall  around  him, 
Nothing  can  his  soul  affright. 

But  behold,  a  ball  has  struck  him, 

See  the  crimson  current  flow, 
Leave  the  deck !  exclaim'd  brave  Perry, 

No,  cried  Bird.  I  will  not  go. 

ffire  on  deck  I  took  my  station, 
Ne'e^  will  Bird  his  colours  fly  ; 

Pll  stand  by  you  gallant  captain, 
'Till  we  conquer,  or  we  die. 

Still  he  fought,  though  faint  and  bleeding 

'Till  our  Stars  and  Stripes, 
Victory  having  crown'd  our  efforts, 

All  triumphant  o'er  our  foes. 

And  did  Bird  receive  a  pension  ? 

Was  he  to  his  friends  restor'd  ? 
No,  nor  never  to  his  bosom, 

Clasp'd  the  maid  his  heart  ador'd. 

But  there  came  most  dismal  tidings, 
From  Lake  Er»e*«  Histart  *h>~>.rf, 


POPULAR    SONcJS.  : 

8<tter  if  Bird  had  porish'd, 
Midst  the  battles  awful  roar. 

Dearest  parents,  said  the  letter, 
This  vill  bring  sad  news  to  you  *, 

Do  not  mourn  your  first  beloved, 
Tho'  this  brings  his  last  adieu. 

I  must  suffer  for  deserting, 

From  the  brig  Niagara, 
Read  this  letter,  brothers,  sisters, 

'Tis  the  last  you'll  have  from  me. 

Sad  and  gloomy  was  the  morning, 

Bird  was  order'd  out  to  die, 
Where's  the  breast,  not  dead  to  pity 

But  for  him  would  heave  a  sigh. 

I/) !  he  fought  so  brave  at  Erie, 

Freely  bled  and  nobly  dar'd, 
I  jet  his  courage  plead  for  mercy, 

Let  his  precious  life  bo  spared. 

*5pe  hirn  march  and  bear  his  fetters. 
Harsh  they  clank  upon  the  ear  : 

But  his  step  is  firm  and  manly, 
For  his  heart  ne'er  harbor'd  fear. 

Sr.«  he  kneels  upon  his  coffin, 

Sure  his  death  can  do  no  good, 
Spare  hirn,  hark  !  O  God,  they've  shot  him  J 

Oh  !  Ms  bosom  streams  with  blood. 

Farewell,  Bird,  farewell  for  ever, 
Friends  and  home  he'll  see  no  mcr 

8ut  his  mangled  corpse  lies  buried, 
On  LAKE  ERJE'S  distant  *har* 


100  POPULAR    SONGS. 


THE  NEW. YORK  TRADER. 

To  a  New-York  trader  I  did  belong, 
She  was  well  built  both  stout  and  strorig, 
Weil  rigg'd,  well  mann'd,  well  fit  for  sea 
Bound  to  New. York  in  America. 

On  the  first  of  March  we  did  sail, 
With  a  sweet  and  a  pleasant  gale, 
Like  hearts  undaunted  we  put  to  sea, 
Bound  to  New. York  in  America. 

Our  cruel  captain  as  we  did  find, 

Left  half  our  provisions  behind, 

Our  cruel  captain  as  we  did  understand, 

Meant  to  starve  us  all  before  we  made  the  lanr 

At  length  our  hunger  grew  very  great, 

mhad  but  little  on  board  to  eat, 
being  in  necessity, 
All  by  our  captain's  cruelty. 

Uur  captain  in  his  cabin  lay, 
A  voice  came  to  him  and  thus  he  did  say, 
Prepare  yourself  and  ship's  company, 
For  to-morrow  night  you  shall  lay  with  me 

Our  captain  woke  in  a  terrible  fright, 
It  being  the  first  watch  of  the  night, 
Aloud  for  bis  boatswain  he  did  call. 
And  to  him  related  the  secret  all. 

Boatswain  said  he,  it  grieves  me  to  the  heart, 
To  think  that  1  have  acted  a  villain's  part, 
To  take  what  was  not  my  lawlul  due, 
l'o  starve  my  passengers  and  the  ships  ciew. 


There  ie  one  thing  more  I  ha*ve  to  toll, 
When  I  in  Waterford  town  did  dwell, 
I  killed  my  master  a  merchant  there, 
All  for  the  sake  of  his  lady  fair. 

I  killed  my  wife  and  children  three, 
All  through  that  cursed  jealousy, 
And  on  my  servant  I  laid  the  blame, 
And  hanged  he  was  all  for  the  same. 

Captain  Raid  he  if  that  be  so, 
Pray  let  none  of  your  ship's  crew  know 
But  keep  the  secret  within  your  breast, 
And  pray  to  God  to  give  you  rest. 

Early  next  morning  a  storm  did  rise, 
Which  our  seamen  did  much  surprise, 
The  sea  was  over  us  both  fore  and  ati, 
That  scarce  a  man  on  deck  was  left. 

Then  the  boatswain  he  did  declare, 
That  our  captain  was  a  murderer, 
It  so  enraged  all  the  ship's  crew, 
They  overboard  their  captain  threw. 

When  this  was  done  a  calm  was  there, 
Our  good  like  ship  homeward  did  steer, 
The  wind  abated  and  calmed  the  sea, 
And  they  sailed  safe  to  America. 

When  we  came  to  anchor  there, 

Our  gooa  ime  snip  to  repair, 

The  people  wrondered  much  to  see, 

What  a  poor  distress'd  shipwreck  were  we. 


102 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


FANNY   BLAIR 

Come  all  you  young  females,  wherever  you  bo, 
Beware  of  false  swearing  and  sad  perjury, 
For  by  a  young  woman  I'm  wounded  full  soon, 
You  may  see  I'm  cut  down  in  the  height  of  my 

bloom. 
Last  Monday  morning  as  I  lay  on  my  bed, 
A.  young  man  oame  to  me  and  these  words  ht 

said, 
Rise  up  Dennis  Hegan,  and  fly  you  elsewhere, 
For  vengeance  is  sworn  on  vou  hv  Fannv  Biai* 


POPULAR    SOfttU*.  103 

Young  Fanny  Blair  is  eleven  years  old, 
And  as  I  am  dying  the  truth  I'll  unfold, 
I  never  had  dealings  with  her  in  my  time, 
'Tis  a  hard  thing  to  dio  fur  another  man's  crimt, 

The  day  of  my  trial  Squire  Vernon  was  there, 
And  on  the  green  table  did  hand  Fanny  Blair  ; 
The  oaths  that  she  swore,  I'm  sure  to  tell, 
And  the  Jury  all  said  you  have  tutored  her  weh 

Dear  honoured  father,  your  blessing  I  crave, 
Likewise  my  dear  mother,  who  did  me  concehne, 
Perhaps  she'll  be  sorry  she  e'er  had  a  son, 
By  a  perjured  Blair  to  be  hung  in  the  wrong. 

The  day  that  young  Hegan  was  doomed  to  die 
The  people  rose  up  with  a  murmuring  cry, 
Go  catch  her  and  crop  her,  she's  a  perjured 

whore, 
For  young  Hegan  dies  innocent  were  all  verj 

sure. 
You   Hegan    of  Branfield,  O  where  are  you 

flown, 
That  I'm  a  poor  prisoner  in  Armagh  ail  alone  ; 
But  if  old  John  O'Neil  of  Shane's  Castle  was 

here, 
Spite  of  Dawson's  workmen  he'd  soon  set  me 

clear. 

'I  here   is  one  thing  more   I    will  beg  of  my 

friends, 
They'll  wake  me  at  Branfield  all  night  by  them 

selves, 
They  will  bury  my  body  in  Mary-le- Mould, 
And  I  hone  that  the  Great  God  will  pardon  my 

soul 


104  POPULAR    SONGS. 

GALLANT  FEMALE  SAILOR. 

3ood  people  give  attention  and  listen  to  in? 

song, 
I  will  unfold  a  circumstance  that  does  to  love 

belong, 
Concerning  of  a  pretty  maid  who  ventur'd  we 

are  told 
Across  the  briny  ocean  as  a  female  Sailor  bold. 
Her  name   was  Ann    JM.e  Thornton,   as  you 

presently  shall  L^ar, 
And  as  we  are  informed  was  born  in  Glouces- 
ter shire, 
Her  father  lived   in  Ireland,  respected   we  are 

told, 
And  never  thought  his  daughter  was  a  Female 

Sailor  bold. 
*he  was  courted  by  a  captain  when  scarce  tif- 

teen  years  of  age, 
And  to  be  bound  in  wedlock   this   couple  did 

-     engage. 
But  the  captain  had  to  leave  tike  land,  as  I  will 

now  unfold, 
And  she  ventured  o'er  the  ocean  like  a  Female 

Sailor  bold. 
She  dressed  herself  in  sailor's  clothes  and  over- 
come with  joy, 
She  with  a  captain  did  engage  to  serve  as  cabin 

boy, 
And  when  New- York  in  America  this  fair  lady 

did  behold, 
She  ran  to  seek  her  lover  did  the  Female  Sailor 
i       bold 


POPULAR    SONGS.  105 

1  %ien  to  her  true-loves  father  she  hasten'd  with 

speed, 
\nd  enquired   for  employment, — but  dreadful 

news  indeed, 
Her  lover  had  some  time  been  dead,  this  pretty 

maid  was  told, 
Then  in   agony    and  sorrow  wept  the  Female 

Sailor  bold. 

Some  thousand  miles  she  was  from  home,  frora 
parents  far  away, 

She  travelled  seventy  miles  through  woods  in 
North  America, 

Bereft  of  friends  and  kindred,  no  parents  could 
behold, 

My  true  love's  gone,  in  anguish — cries  the  Fe- 
male Sailor  bo'd. 

Th<3n  she  went  on  board  the  Adelaide  tc  cross 

the  briny  wave, 
Through  wind  and  hail  in  storms  and  gale,  she 

did  danger  brave, 
She  served  as  cook  and  steward  in  the  Adelaide 

we  are  told, 
Then  sailed  on  board  the  Rover,  did  the  Female 

Sailor  bold. 

From  St.  Andrews  in  America,  this  fair  maid 

did  set  sail, 
In  a  vessel  called  the  Sarah,  through  tempest, 

storm  and  gale, 
She  done  her  duty  like  a  man,  did  reef  and  sleer 

we  are  told, 
By  the  captain  was  respected  well  the  Female 

Siilor  bold- 


106  POPULAR    SONGS. 

With  pitch  and  tar  her  hands  were  hard,  thuagL 
once  like  velvet  soft, 

6he  weighed  the  anchoi  heaved  the  lead,  and 
boldly  went  aloft, 

Just  one  and  thirty  months  she  braved  the  tem- 
pest we  are  told, 

And  always  done  her  duty,  did  the  Female 
Sailor  bold. 

In  the  month  of  February,  1835, 

She  to  the  port  of  London  in  the  Sarah  die 
arrive, 

Her  6ex  was  then  discovered  and  the  secret  dia 
unfold, 

And  the  captain  gazed  with  wonder  on  the  Fe- 
male sailor  bold. 

This    female   was   examined,  of  course  by  the 

Lord  Mayor, 
And  in  the  public  papers  all  reasons  did  appear 
'Why  she  did  leave  her  father,  and  her  native 

land  she  told, 
To  cross  the  briny  ocean  like   a  Female  Sailor 

bold 

It  was  to  seek  her  lover  that  she  sailed  acros* 
the  main, 

Through  love  she  did  encounter  storm,  tempest 
wind,  and  rain, 

It  was  love  caused  all  her  trouble  and  hardships 
we  are  told, 

May  she  rest  at  home  contented  now  the  Fe- 
male Sailor  bold. 


POPTLAK  SONUS 


10-7 


THE  NIGHTINGALE. 

Both  old  and  young,  I  pray  lend  an  ear, 
To  a  love-sick  virgin  in  deep  despair, 
Whose  heart  is  low,  and  whose  courage  fail 
Since  my  love  was  lost  in  the  Nightingale. 

My  love  he  was  a  rich  farmer's  son, 
His  comely  person  my  heart  had  won  ; 
When  I  think,  on  him  my  courage  fail, 
Since  my  love  was  lost  in  the  Nightingale 


Wh  POPULAR    SONGS. 

My  parents  are  cf  a  high  degree, 
And  my  true  love  not  so  rich  as  they, 
They  sent  a  press-gang  that  did  not  fail, 
To  press  my  love  in  the  Nightingale. 

My  father  he  came  and  to  me  did  say, 
Your  true  love  Johnny  is  bound  to  sea  ; 
The  wind  blows  fair,  with  a  pleasant  gale, 
And  this  night  he  sails  in  the  Nightingale. 

When  I  heard  that  my  true  love  was  press'd 

By  night  or  by  day  I  could  not  rest, 

But  in  silent  tears  I  did  bewail, 

And  fear'd  his  loss  in  the  Nightingale. 

A  letter  then  I  contriv'd  to  write, 
And  sent  it  to  my  own  heart's  delight, 
For  my  mind  to  him  I  did  ne'er  reveal, 
Until  he  was  press'd  in  the  Nightingale. 

As  I  one  night  on  uiy  pillow  did  lay, 

A  voice  I  heard  wnich  these  words  did  aay, 

Oh  !  fairest  lady  do  not  bewail, 

For  your  true  lover  is  lost  in  the  Nightingale 

Then  I  awoke  in  a  dreadful  fright, 
It  being  the  hour  of  twelve  at  night ; 
1  saw  his  ghost  standing  cold  and  pale, 
As  he  was  drowned  in  tlie  Nightingale. 

(the  ghost  spkaks.) 

On  the  fifteenth  day  of  December  last. 
The  wind  it  blow'd  a  most  horrid  blast, 
Wft  lost  our  spars,  likewise  every  sail, 
*Vhaiit  dismal  wreck  was  the  Nightingale. 


POPULAR    SONUS.  1(K> 

Wo  used  all  exertions  our  craft  to  save, 

Though  we  expected  a  watery  grave  : 

Each  eye  was  anxious  to  see  a  sail, 

To  take  us  out  of  the  Nightingale. 

Then  a  r<oa  overwheimeu  uo  fore  and  aft. 

Not  muny  men  on  our  decks  were  left, 

Our  docks  stove  in  and  our  timbers  fail, 

To  the  bottom  went  the  brig  Nightingale. 

These  words  he  spoke  with  lamenting  cries. 

In  the  Bay  of  Biscay  my  body  lies, 

To  become  a  prey  to  some  shark  or  whale, 

With  my  drowned  shipmates  of  the  Night  in  gab 

Next  morning  early  by  brake  of  day, 

I  went  to  my  parents  and  these  words  did  say 

In  bitter  tears  you  may  both  bewail, 

For  my  love  is  lost  in  the  Nightingale. 

His  ghost  appeared  to  me  last  night, 

Which  put  me  in  a  most  horrid  fright, 

Saying,  tell  your  parents  they  may  bewail, 

Their  true  lover's  loss  in  some  Nightingale 

My  parent's  dwelling  I  will  now  forsake, 

To  the  lonesome  sea-side  myself  I'll  take, 

A.nd  if  by  chance,  I  do  see  a  sail, 

My  poor  heart  shall  bleed  for  the  Nightingale 

And  when  I  am  dying,  I'll  humbly  crave, 
That  they  shall  give  me  a  watery  grave, 
Then  I'll  he  a  prey  to  that  shark  or  whale. 
That  eat  my  love  of  the  Nightingale. 
Now  to  conclude,  this,  to  make  an  end, 
To  those  few  verses  that  I  have  penn'd, 
For  whilst  I  am  breathing  I  shall  bewail 
My  love's  loss  in  the  Nightingale. 


no 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


THE  RAMBLING  SOLDIER. 

I  am  a  soldier  blythe  and  gay, 

That  has  rambled  for  promotion, 
I've  laid  the  French  and  Spaniards  low, 

Some  miles  I've  crossed  the  ocean. 
I  have  travell'd  England  and  Ireland,  too, 
I  have  traversed  bonny  Scotland  through, 
I  have  caused  some  pretty  girls  to  rue, 
I'm  a  roving,  rambling,  Soldier. 

When  I  was  young  and  in  my  prime, 

Twelve  years  I  was  recruiting, 
Through  England,  Ireland,  and  Scotland  too 

Wherever  it  was  suiting. 
I  led  a  gay  and  splendid  life, 
In  every  town  a  different  wife, 
And  seldom  was  there  any  strife, 

With  the  rambling:,  rovingr  Soldier. 


POPULAR    .SONGS.  Ill 

In  Woolwich  town  I  courted  Jane, 

Her  sister,  and  her  mother, 
I  mean  when  I  was  there,  they 

Were  jealous  of  etch  other. 
Our  orders  came,  1  had  to  start, 
I  left  poor  .lane  with  a  broken  heart, 
Then  straight  to  Colchester  did  depart 

The  gay  and  rambling  Soldier. 

The  king  permission  granted  me. 

To  range  the  country  over, 
Krom  Colchester  to  Liverpool, 

From  Plymouth  down  to  Dover, 
And  in  whatever  town  I  went, 
To  court  all  damsels  I  was  bent, 
And  marry  none  war  my  intent, 

But  live  a  rambling  Soldier. 

With  the  blooming  lasses  in  each  town 

No  man  was  ever  bolder, 
I  thought  that  I  was  doing  right, 

As  the  king  did  want  young  Soldiers, 
I  told  them  tales  of  fond  delight, 
j  kept  recruiting  day  and  night, 
And  when  I  had  made  all  things  righU 

Off  went  the  rambling  Soldier. 

And  now  the  wars  are  at  an  end, 

I  am  not  ashamed  to  mention, 
The  king  has  given  me  my  discharge, 

And  granted  me  a  pension. 
No  doubt,  some  lasses  will  me  blame, 
So  me  they  never  once  can  shame, 
And  if  you  want  to  know  my  name* 

•Tfc  P;"  !K*  "..»•  >  u-t  So)diei 


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POPULAR     SONGS. 


JACK  WILLIAMS. 

I  am  a  boatman  by  my  trade, 
Jack  Williams  is  my  name, 

And  by  a  false  deluding  girl, 

Was  brought  to  grief  and  sharne. 

In  Catharine-street  I  did  resort, 
Where  the  people  did  me  know, 

I  fell  in  love  witini  pretty  girl, 
Which  proved  mv  overthrow- 


POPULAR    fcONGS.  1  |  f) 

1  took  to  robbing  night  and  day, 

To  maintain  her  ftjie  and  gay, 
A.  11  I  pot  I  valued  not, 

But  gave  to  her  straightway. 
At  length  to  Newgate  I  was  brought 

Bound  down  in  iron  strong, 
With  rattling  chains  around  my  legs, 

Ami  she  longed  to  see  mo  on. 
[  wrote  a  letter  to  my  love, 

Somo  comfort  for  to  find, 
But  instead  of  proving  a  friend  to  mo, 

She  proved  to  me  unkind. 
And  in  a  scornful  manner  says — 

I  hate  tliieve's  company, 
So  as  you've  made  your  bed,  young  man, 

Down  on  it  you  must  lie. 
When  in  these  lonesome  cells  I  lie, 

It  is  no  more  than  I  deserve, 
It  I'jki's  my  very  blood  run  cold, 

To  think  how  Pve  been  serv'd. 
If  ever  I  gain  my  sweet  liberty, 

A  solemn  vow  I  take, 
To  shun  nil  evil  company, 

For  that  false  woman's  sake. 
The  trial  was  o'er  and  sentence  pass'd, 

And  hanged  I  was  to  be, 
Which  grieved  my  parents  to  the  heart 

To  think  of  my  misery. 
As  the  heavens  proved  kind  to  me, 

As  you  shal]  plainly  see, 
I  broke  the  chains  and  scal'd  the  walls, 

And  gain'd  my  sweet  liberty 


10PULAR    SONGS. 


CANADA    I  O. 

There  was  a  gallant  lady  all  in  her  tender  youth, 
She  dearly  lov'd  u  sailor,  in  truth  she  lovM  him 

much, 
And  for  to  get  to  sea  with  him  the  way  she  did 

not  know, 
She  long'd  to  see  that  pretty  plp.ce  called  Canada 

10. 

She  bargained  with  a  sailor  all  for  a  purse  of 

gold. 
When  straightway  he  led  her  down  into  trie 

hold, 
Saying,  I'll  dress  you  up  in  sailor's  clothes,  the 

colour  shall  be  blue, 
Vou  soon  shall  see  that  pretty  place  called  Ca- 

nada  I  O. 

I 


•POPULAR    SONGS.  115 

\  nd  when  her  lovor  hoard  of  this  he  flew  into 
a  rage, 

\nd  the  whole  ship's  company  was  willing  to 
engage, 

S  lying,  I'll  tic  your  hands  and  feet,  my  love, 
and  overboard  you'll  go, 

You  ne'er  shall  see  that  pretty  place  called  Ca- 
nada, I  O. 

Vp  stej  e  the  noble  captain,  and  says  that  thing 
shant  be, 

l-'or  if  you  drown  that  fair  maid  all  hanged  you 
shall  be, 

(  11  dress  you  up  in  sailor's  clothes,  the  colour 
shall  be  blue, 

Vou  Roon  shall  see  that  pretty  place,  called  Ca- 
nada I  O. 

She  had  not  been  in  Canada  for  the  space  of 

half  a  year, 
Before  this  captain  married  her,  and  called  her 

his  dear, 
She  does  dress  in  silks  and  satins  and  she  onto 

a  gallant  show, 
She's  now  the  finest  lady  in  Canada  I  O. 

Comf  all  you  pretty  fair  maids  wherever  you 

may  be, 
Ye!,  must  follow  your  true  lovers  when  they 

are  gone  to  sea, 
\nd  if  the  mate  proves  false  to  you,  the  captain 

he'll  prove  true, 
Von  see  the  honour  I  have  gained  by  wearing 

of  the  blue. 


llfi  POPULAR     SONGS, 


THE  BUTCHER'S  DAUGHTER 

Come  listen  awhile  all  you  that  love  fun, 
I'll  tell  you  a  story  that  lately  was  done, 
Of  a  butcher  in  St.  James'  Market  did  dwell, 
Had  a  beautiful  daughter,  none  could  her  excel. 
For  wit  and  for  beauty,  so  comely  and  straight 
And  many  sweethearts  upon  her  did  wait. 

Fal  de  lal,  &c. 

There  was  a  nobleman  lived  hard  by, 
On  this'  beauty  bright  he  did  cast  an  eye, 
He  said  I  must  strive  to  get  her  into  my  bed. 
But  with  her  I'm  never  resolved  to  wed. 

Fal  de  lal,  &c. 

He  gave  her  a  gold  watch  and  jewels  they  say 
And  took  hor  each  night  to  a  ball  or  a  play. 
She  frooly  consented  with  him  for  to  wed, 
But  all  that  he  wanted  was  to  get  her  to  *>ed. 
Fal  de  lal,  .V  c 

He  said  my  dear  jewel,  if  you  will  agree, 
Let  mo  have  this  night's  lodging  with  thee, 
Ono  hundred  guineas  I'll  give  thee  he  cried, 
And  to-morrow  morning  you  shall  be  my  bride 
Fal  de  lal,  &c 

J*  fto  said  noble  sir,  all  hazards  I'll  run, 
but  if  it  be  known  Vm  surely  undone 


POPULAR    SONGS.  1 17 

But  when  I  do  come  in  the  dark  it  must  bo. 
Or  else  1  will  never  surrender  to  thee. 

Fal  de  lal,  &o. 

He  gave  her  the  gold  and  did  her  salute, 
Said  he,  my  dear  jewel,  I  make  no  dispute, 
My  man  shall  wait  on  you  in  the  dark,  he  said 
And  I  will  go  instantly  home  to  my  bed. 

Fal  de  lal,  &c. 

Then  straight  home  the  beauty  she  went, 
And  then  for  a  blackamoor  girl  she  sent, 
And  told  her  the  story — they  quickly  agreed, 
She  put  offher  clothes  and  dress'd  her  with  speed 
Fal  de  lal,  &c. 

Fiveguinc-as  you'll  receive  when  the  job  it  is  o'er 
Straightway  she  conducted  the  black  to  the  door 
She  gave  a  soft  knock,  the  footman  was  near, 
And  then  he  conducted  her  up  to  her  dear. 

Fal  de  lal,  &c. 

Being  quite  dark  he  could  not  see  her  face, 
In  many  a  manner  he  did  her  embrace, 
At  first  she  seem'd  sly  and  began  for  to  weep, 
But  they  lulled  in  pleasure  till  they  both  feD 
asleep.  Fal  de  lal,  &c. 

Next  morning  daylight  through  the  curtains 

did  peep, 
The  nobleman  waked  out  of  his  drowsy  sleep. 
fie  thought  that  his  charmer  lay  at  his  back 
vie  turn'd  round  to  embrace  her  and  found  ho* 


118  POPULAR    SONGS. 

He  jump'd   out   of  bed  and  like  thunder  dn? 

roar, 
So  naked  he  ran  in  his  shirt  to  the  door, 
And  rudely  ran  into  the  street  in  a  fright, 
Swearing  he'd  been  kissing  the  devil  all  niglu 
Fal  de  lal,  &c. 

The  black  she  snatch'd  up  her  coats  and  lioi 

gown, 
And  without  putting  them  on  quickly  ran  down 
She  said,  you've  got  pleasure  of  me,  as  you 

lack'd, 
Yet  I  am  no  devil,  although  I  be  black. 

Fal  de  lal,  &c 

He  said,  I  love  beauty,  I  think  I  am  fitted, 
For  the  butcher's  daughter  she  has  me  outwit  ■ 

ted, 
I  do  her  commend  with  all  my  whole  art, 
For  the  joke's  sake  I'll  ne'er  kiss  again  in  tht 

dark.  Fal  de  lal,  &.c. 

The  people  did  laugh  to  hear  him  say  so, 
And  straight  the  black  to  the  beauty  did  go, 
She  told  her  the  story,  she  laughed  heartily, 
Saving  I  will  hear  further  of  this  by  and  by. 
Fal  de  lal,  &c. 

Then  for  the  beauty  the  nobleman  sent, 
To  him  with  some  of  her  friends  she  went, 
He  told  them  the  story,  they  laugh'd  indeed, 
And  both  to  be  wedded  they  quickly  agreed. 
Fal  de  lal,  &c 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


119 


A  PENNY'S  WORTH  OF  WIT. 

Here  is  one  Penny's  Worth  of  Wit, 
To  them  that  ever  go  astray  ; 

If  warning  they  will  take  by  it, 
'Twill  do  them  good  another  day. 


120 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


It  is  a  touchstone  of  true  love. 

Betwixt  a  Harlot  and  a  Wife; 
The  former  doth  destruction  prove, 

The*  latter  yields  the  joy  of  love. 
As  in  this  book  you  may  behold, 

Set  forth  by  muster  WILLIAM    LANE 
A  wealthy  merchant,  brave  and  bold, 

Who  did  a  Harlot  long  maintain. 
Although  a  worthy  wife  he  had, 

Likewise  a  youthful  daughter  dear, 
Which  might  have  made  his  heart  full  glad 

But  seldom  would  he  them  come  near. 
The  traffic  which  he  traded  for, 

On  the  tempestuous  ocean   wide, 
His  Harlot  had,  he  bought  it  dear, 

But  nothing  to  his  virtuous  bride. 
The  finest  silks  that  could  be  bought, 

Nay, jewels,  ribands,  diamonds,  rings; 
He  to  his  wanton  Harlot  brought, 

With  many  other  costly  things. 
Then  they  banqueted  many  days, 

Feasting  on  sweet,  delicious  fare  ; 
Thus  by  her  false,  deluding  ways, 

She  drew  him  in  a  fatal  snare. 
When  he  had  livVl  some  time  on  shore. 

He  must  go  to  tlvc  seas  again, 
With  traffic  to  increase  his  store, 

The  wanton  Harlot  to  maintain. 
To  whom  he  said,  iny  joy,  my  dear, 

With  what  venture  wilt  thou  send. 
A  traffic  gain  thou  needs't  not  fear, 

I'll  be  thy  factor  and  thy  friend. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  121 

In  goods,  my  dear,  I'll  send  above 

Ten  pounds,  and  which  1*11  send  on  board 
I  now  know,  unto  thee,  my  love, 

A  traffic  gain  I  will  afford. 
Then  next  unto  his  wife  he  goes, 

And  ask'd  her  in  a  scornful  way, 
What  venture  she  would  then  propose, 

To  send  by  him  for  merchandise. 
I'll  send  one  penny,  love,  with  thee, 

Be  sure  you  take  good  care  of  it, 
And  when  you're  in  a  foreign  land 

Do  buy  one  Penny's  Worth  of  Wit. 
He  put  the  penny  up  secure, 

And  said,  I'll  take  a  special  care 
To  lay  it  out  you  may  be  sure ; 

Then  to  his  miss  he  did  repair  ; 
And  told  her  what  he  was  to  buy, 

And  when  he  laugh'd  his  wife  to  scorn 
On  board  he  went  immediately, 

And  went  to  sea  that  very  morn. 
Now  were  they  gone  with  merry  hearts, 

The  merchant  and  his  merry  crew, 
From  port  to  port  in  foreign  parts, 

To  trade  as  they  were  wont  to  do. 
At  length,  when  he  had  well  bcstow'd 

His  cargo,  which  was  outward  bound, 
He  did  his  trading  vessel  load, 

With  richer  treasures  which  he  found. 
When  he  his  merchandise  did  vcno, 

It  tum'd  to  gems  and  golden  ore, 
Which  crown'd  his  labours  with  content 

He  never  was  so  rich  before 


122  POPULAR    SONGS. 

The  wanton  Harlot's  venture,  then, 

Did  turn  to  great  account  likewise, 
For  every  pound  she  would  have  ten, 

Such  was  her  lucky  merchandise. 
For  joy  of  which,  the  merchant  cry'd 

One  merry  bout,  my  lads  we'll  have, 
A  splendid  supper  I'll  provide, 

Of  aH  the  dainties  you  can  crave. 
And  before  they  set  to  sea  again, 

They  all  unto  a  tavern  went, 
Where  they  did  spend  and  drink  amain, 

Till  many  crowns  and  pounds  were  spent 
The  merchant  then,  with  laughter  mov'd, 

Said  he  for  wit  had  never  sought, 
]VIy  Harlot's  venture  is  tmprov'd 

But  of  my  WIFE'S  I've  never  thought 
She  bid  me  use  my  utmost  skill, 

To  buy  one  Penny's  Worth  of  Wit, 
Put  I  have  kept  the  penny  still, 

And  ne'er  so  much  as  thought  of  it. 
Where  shall  I  go  to  lay  it  out  ? 

True  wit  is  scarce,  and  hard  to  find, 
But  come,  my  lads,  let's  drink  about, 

My  WIFE'S  small  venture  we  wont  mind 
There  is  a  proverb,  often  us'd, 

Wit's  never  good  till  bought  too  dear, 
And  I  right  well  may  be  excus'd, 

There's  little  for  a  penny  here. 
An  aged  father  sitting  by, 

Whose  venerable  locks  were  gray, 
Straight  made  the  merchant  this  reply 

Hear  me  a  word  or  two  I  pray. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  128 

Thy  Harlot,  in  prosperity, 

She  will  embrace  thee  for  thy  gold, 
But  if  in  want  or  misery, 

You'll  naught  from  her  but  frowns  behold 
And  ready  to  betray  thy  life, 

When  wretched,  poor,  and  low  ; 
But  thy  true,  loving,  faithful  wife, 

Will  stand  by  thee  in  weal  or  wo. 
If  you  will  prove  the  truth  of  this, 

Strip  off  thy  gaudy,  rich  array, 
And  so  return  to  thy  proud  miss, 

Declare  that  thou  wast  cast  away. 
Thy  riches  buried  in  the  main  : 

Besides,  as  you  past  through  the  wood, 
One  of  your  servants  you  have  slain, 

For  which  your  life  in  danger  stood. 
Beseech  her  for  to  shelter  thee, 

Declare  on  her  you  do  depend ; 
Oh,  then  alas !  you  soon  will  see, 

How  far  she'll  prove  a  faithful  friend 
Then  if  she  frowns,  go  to  thy  wife, 

Tell  her  this  melancholy  thing  ; 
Who  labours  most  to  save  thy  life, 

Let  her  be  most  in  thy  esteem. 
Father,  the  merchant  then  repli'd, 

You  must  this  single  penny  take, 
For  when  I've  past  the  ocean  wide, 

A  proof  of  this  I  mean  to  make. 
And  loving  friends,  for  what  I  know. 

I  ought  this  single  penny  prize, 
For  it  may  be,  for  aught  I  know, 

The  best  of  all  my  merchandise. 


'?4  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Taking  his  leave,  away  they  came, 

The  merchant  and  the  whole  cargo,  bear 
Through  roaring  waves,  to  their  content. 

At  length  they  reached  their  native  shore, 
The  merchant  put  on  poor  array, 

The  very  worst  of  ragged  clothes, 
And  then,  without  the  least  delay, 

He  to  his  wanton  Harlot  goes. 
When  she  beheld  him  in  distress, 

She  cri'd,  what  is  the  matter  now  ? 
Said  he,  I'm  poor  and  pennyless ; 

With  that  he  made  a  courteous  bow. 
Being  no  man  was  e'e>  so  crost 

As  I  have  been,  sweetheart's  delighV 
My  ship  and  all  I  had  is  lost ; 

Without  thy  help  I'm  ruin  d  quite. 
My  loss  is  great,  yet  that's  not  all, 

One  of  my  servants  I  have  slain, 
As  we  did  botJi  at  variance  fall : 

Some  shelter  let  me  here  obtain, 
I  durst  not  now  go  to  my  wife, 

Whom  I  have  wrong'd  for  many  years 
Into  thy  hands  I  put  my  life, 

Take  pity  on  my  melting  tears. 
You  bloody  villain,  she  replivd, 

Don't,  in  the  least,  on  me  depend  ; 
Begone,  or  as  I  live,  she  cri'd, 

I  for  an  officer  will  send. 
I'll  give  you  neither  meat  nor  drink, 

Nor  any  shelter  shall  you  have-; 
Of  musty,  lousy  rags  you  stink, 

Begone*  vou  most  perfidious  slaves 


POPULAR     SONGS.  125 

Don't  think  I  will  your  council  keep, 

Or  harbour  any  such  as  you  ; 
Ho  turned  about,  and  seem'd  to  weep 

And  bid  the  wanton  jilt  adieu. 
Then  home  he  goes  unto  his  wifr, 

Both  poor  and  naked,  in  distress  ; 
He  told  her  all  the  very  same, 

Yet  she  received  him  nevertheless. 

She  says,  my  dear,  since  it  is  so, 

Take  comfort  in  thy  loving  wife, 
All  that  I  have  shall  freely  go 

To  gain  a  pardon  for  thy  life 
I'll  lodge  thee  in  a  plaoe  secure, 

Where  I  will  daily  nourish  thee. 
Believe  me,  love,  you  may  be  stare 

To  find  a  faithful  friend  in  me. 
When  he  a  perfect  proof  had  made, 

Which  of  the  two  did  love  him  best. 
Unto  his  virtuous  wife  he  said, 

My  jewel,  set  thy  heart  at  rest. 
Behold,  I  have  no  servant  slain, 

Nor  have  I  suffered  any  loss  ; 
Enough  I  have  us  to  maintain, 

The  ocean  seas  no  more  to  cross. 
My  loaded  ship  lies  near  the  shore, 

With  jewels,  rings,  so  neatly  brought, 
So  much  I  never  had  before, 

Your  Penny's  Worth  of  Wit  is  bought 
Once  more  he  to  his  Harlot  goes, 

With  fourteen  sailors,  brave  and  bold. 
All  clothed  in  new  and  costly  clothes, 

Of  silks  eniDroiacred  with  gold. 


120  POPULAR    SONGS. 

The  rmss,  when  she  his  pomp  beheld, 

Did  offer  him  a  kind  embrace ; 
But  he  with  wrath  and  anger  fill'd, 

Did  straight  upbraid  her  to  her  face. 
Then  she  with  smiles  these  words  exprest, 

I  have  a  faithful  love  for  thee, 
Whate'er  I  said  was  but  in  jest, 

Why  didst  thou  go  so  soon  from  me  ? 
It  was  full  time  for  me  to  go, 

You  had  another  love  in  store, 
Whom  you  have  purchased  with  my  gold 

And  jewels,  which  I  brought  on  shore. 
It's  false,  she  cri'd,  I  have  them  all  ? 

With  that  the  merchant  then  replied, 
Lay  them  before  me,  then  I  shall 

Be  soon  convinced  and  satisfied. 
Then  up  she  ran,  and  fetched  them  down 

Jewels,  rings,  and  ribands  bright; 
He  seized  them  all,  and  with  a  frown 

He  bid  the  wanton  jilt  good  night. 

When  he  had  seiz'd  the  golden  purse, 

And  swept  off  every  precious  stone, 
She  cri'd  what  wilt  thou  rob  me  thus  ? 

Yes,  that  I  will,  of  what's  my  own. 
Then  home  he  goes  unto  his  wife, 

And  told  her  ail  that  he  had  done  : 
E'er  since  tney  live  a  happy  life, 

And  he'll  no  more  to  HARLOT'S  run 
Thus  the  wanton  Harlot's  bit, 

Who  long  had  his  destruction  sought 
Thus  was  the  PENNY'S  worth  of  WIT 

The  best  that  ever  merchant  bought. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  \21 


BANKS  OF  THE  BAN. 

In  yonder  shady  harbour,  near  to  sweet  hill 
town, 

Where  mountains  clear  fountains  they  did  me 
surround, 

I  espied  a  fair  female  as  you  shall  understand, 

Was  viewing  small  fishes  in  the  river  Ban. 

Hor  cheeks  like  the  roses,  her  breath  like  per- 
fume, 

And  her  skin  like  lillies  when  they're  in  full 
bloom, 

For  to  gain  her  favour  sho  says  I'd  trepand, 

By  her  charms  I'm  wounded  on  the  banks  of 
the  Ban. 

The  time  I  remember,  it  was  in  sweet  May, 

When  the  goddess  Flora  clothed  the  Meadows 

The  fields  were  in  bloom  by  fair  nature's  com. 

mand, 
When  I  met  my  darling  on  the  banks  of  theBan. 
Then  I  did  salute  her,  and  unto  her  did  say, 
Fair  nature  has  formed  you  all  hearts  to  betray,  ' 
But  if  you'd  come  with  me  my  dear  I'm  the  ane, 
Would  be  your  own  darling  on  the  banks  of  the 

Ban. 
I  cannot  go  with  you  young  man  she  did  say, 
For  vou  are  a  stranger  and  would  me  betray, 
And  I  a  chaste  virgin  might  break  the  com- 

mands, 
Your  absence  is  a  cordial  on  the  banks  oi  the 

Ban. 


128  POPULAR    bONOS. 

May  Venus  and  Juno  in  dark  eclipse  mourn. 
And  the  gulf  of  Venus  with  sulpher  miens  burn 
That  the  atlantic  ocean  may  turn  to  dry  land. 
If  e'er  I  prov«>  false  on  the  banks  of  the  Ban.    . 

At   length  my    persuasions   did  seem  to  take 

place. 
I  thought  by  the  blushes  that  shone  on  her  face 
Her  feet  they  did  slip  on  the  quick  beds  of  sand 
And  she  fell  in  my  arms  on  the  banks  of  tho  Ban 

But  when  that  she  came  to  her  senses  again, 
She  says  my  dear  Willy  do  not  me  disdain, 
For  you  have  undone  me  my  dear  out  of  hanc 
So  let  us  get  married  on  the  banks  of  the  Bar 

I  cannot  get  married,  I'm  an  apprentice  bou no 
Unto  a  young  Weaver  near  Rathfreland  town 
And  when  my  time  is  ended  love  here  is  my 

hand, 
I  will  be  your  own  darling  on  the  banks  of  the 

Ban. 

Since  that  is  so  now  pray  tell  me  your  name 
And  the  place  you  come  from,  pray  tell  me  t!, 

sarae, 
My  name  is  Willy  Angle,  from  sweet  moneys 

land, 
And  my  dwelling  is  hard  by  the  banks  of  the 

Ban. 

Come  all  you  young  maidens  wherever  you  be 
I  pray  give  attention  and  listen  to  me. 
Do  not  go  a  walKmg  by  two  or  bv  one, 
For  fear  of  the  Angler  that  roves  on  the  Ban 


POPULAR    SONGS.  129 

THE  BLIND  BEGGAR'S  DAUGHTER 
OF  BETHNAL  G'REEN. 

Tift  of  a  blind  beggar  and  he  lost  his  sight, 
And  he  had   a   daughter   most  beautiful  and 

bright. 
Shall  I  seek  ray  fortune  dear  father  said  she, 
The  favour  was  granted  to  pretty  Betsey. 

She  went  out  from  London  the  very  next  day 
And  halted  in  Romford  the  very  same  day, 
And  when  that  she  came  unto  my  lord's  house 
So  handsome  and  admired  was  pretty  Betsey 

She  had  not  been  there  no  length  of  time, 
Before  a  young  lord  he  a  courting  came, 
Your  ship  shall  with  jewels  said  he, 
If  you  can  but  love  me  my  pretty  Betsey. 

That  for  to  do  it  I  am  willing  said  she, 
But  first  ask  the  father  cf  pretty  Betsey, 
Then  who  is  your  father  come  tell  unto  me, 
That  I  may  go  with  you  ycur  father  to  sec. 

My  father  he  is  every  day  to  be  seen, 
He  is  called  the  blind  beggar  of  Bethnal  Green 
Hc'f  called  the  beggar  God  knows  it  said  she, 
But  he's  been  a  good  father  to  his  daughter 
Betsey. 

If  you're  a  beggar's  daughter  you  won't  do  for 

me, 
tor  I  never  do  intend  to  lot  any  one  see, 


130  POPULAR    SONGS. 

That  a  blind  beggar's  daughter  my  lady  shouJu 

be, 
And  so  scornfully  turn'd  from  his  pretty  Betsey 

Up  speaks  the  young  squire  with  riches  enough, 
If  she  be  a  beggar's  daughter  she's   never  thf 

worse, 
Your  ship  shall  be  lined  with  jewels  said  ho, 
If  you  will  but  love  me  my  pretty  Betsey. 

My  daughter  is  not  clothed  so  fine  as  she  shall 
But  I  will  drop  guineas  with  you  for  my  girl, 
They  dropped  their  guineas  down  to  the  ground 
They  dropped  till  they  dropped   ten  thousand 
pound. 

Dear  honoured  father  I  have  dropped   all  my 

store, 
I  have  dropped  ull  my  riches  I    can't  drop  no 

more, 
But  grant  me  your  daughter   and  that's  all   i 

crave, 
That  I  may  be  married  to  pretty  Betsey. 

Tafce  her  and  make  her  a  lady  so  bright, 
The  lords  will  owe  you  great  spite. 
And  when  you  are  married  I  will  lay  you  down. 
Five  hundred  guines  to  buy  her  a  gown. 

Now  Billy  and  Betsey  to  church  they  did  go, 
Now  Billy  and  Betsey  they  cut  a  fine  show, 
The  beautiful  creature  that  ever  was  seen, 
Was  the  blind  beggar's  daughter  of  Bethna) 
Green 


POPULAR    SONGS.  l3l 


BLACK  EYED  SUSAN. 

VII  in  the  Downs  the  fleet  lay  moor'd, 

The  streamers  waving  in  the  wind, 

When  black  ey'd  Susan  came  on  bourd : 

Oh  !  where  shall  I  my  true  love  find  ? 

roll  me,  ye  jovial  sailors,  tell  me  true, 

If  my  sweet  William  sails  among  )onr  crew. 

William,  who  high  upon  the  yard, 
Kock'd  l>v  the  billows  to  and  fro, 
Soon  as  her  well-known  voice  he  heard, 
H»-  Kigh'd.  and  casi  his  eyes  below  ; 
Th«  cord  slides  swiftly  thro'  his  glowing  handSj 
\i\(i  quick  as  lightning,  on  the  deck  he  stands. 

So  the  sweet  lark,  high  pois'd  in  ai.-. 
Shuts  close  his  pinions  to  his  breast, 
[f  chance  his  mate's  shrill  voice  to  hour, 
And  drops,  at  once,  into  her  nest. 
The  noblest  captain  in  the  British  fleet, 
L\f:£hi  envy  William**  /'ins  tr~,se  uisbes  eweet. 


132  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Oil !   Susan,  Susan,  lovely  dear, 

My  vows  shall  ever  true  remain  ; 

Let  me  kiss  off  that  fulling  tear, 

We  only  part  to  meet  again ; 

Change  as  ye  list,  ye  winds,  my  heart  shall  bt 

The  faithful  compass  that  still  points  to  thee. 

Believe  not  what  the  landsmen  say, 

Who  tempt  with  doubts,  thy  constant  mind  ; 

They  tell  thee,  sailors,  when  away, 

In  ev'ry  port  a  mistress  find  ; 

Yes,  yes,  believe  them,  when  they  tell  the«  so. 

For  thou  art  present,  wheresoe'er  I  go. 

If  to  fair  India's  coast  we  sail, 

Thine  eyes  are  seen  in  diamonds  bright, 

Thy  breath  in  Afric's  spicy  gale, 

Thy  skin  is  ivory,  so  white  ; 

Thus  ev'ry  beauteous  object  that  I  view, 

Wikes  in  my  soul,  sorn.  charms  of  lovely  Sue. 

Though  battles  call  me  from  thy  arms, 

Let  not  my  pretty  Susan  mourn  ; 

Though  cannons  roar,  yet  safe  from  harms, 

William  shall  to  his  dear  return ; 

Love  turns  aside  the  balls  that  round  me  fly, 

Lest  precious  tears  should  drop  from  Susan's  eye 

The  boatswain  gave  the  dreadful  word, 
The  sails  their  swelling  bosoms  spread, 
No  longer  must  she  6tay  on  board, 
They  kiss'd,  she  sigh'd,  he  hung  his  head  ; 
Her  lessening  boat,  unwilling  rows  to  land, 
Adieu,  she  cried,  and  wav'd  her  lily  hand. 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


133 


HANDSOME  HARRY 

Come  ;ill  you  loyal  hearted  lovers, 
Come  and  listen  unto  me  ; 

And  to  you  I  will  discover, 
A  most  doleful  perjury. 


IV>4  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Tis  of  a  sailor  who  much  delighted, 

Pretty  maidens  to  betray, 
When  he  had  gain'd  their  love  he  slighter 

And  to  some  other  took  his  way. 
Handsome  Harry  he  was  called, 

In  Southampton  he  did  dwell, 
To  the  Betsey  ship  most  famous 

He  belonged,  'tis  known  full  well. 
And  amongst  the  rest  he  courted, 

Kate  and  Ruth  he  did  beguile, 
When  he  gain'd  their  love,  false  proved, 

Both  of  them  were  big  with  child. 
Both  did  think  to  have  young  Harry, 

Which  he  promis'd  oh  his  life, 
Each  of  them  thought  he  would  marry. 

But  at  length  made  Kate  his  wife. 
Ruth  hearing  it  did  fail  a  weeping, 

And  cry'd  out  in  bitter  wo, 
O  !  is  this  your  promise  keeping, 

A  fair  maid  to  ruin  so  ? 
Now  alas  !  my  griefs  are  doubled, 

How  revenged  shall  I  be  ? 
Harry  fearing  further  trouble, 

Quickly  went  unto  the  sea. 
Sailing  on  the  ocean,  parted, 

To  some  silent  wood  I'll  go, 
Like  a  lady  broken  hearted, 

I  will  seek  my  overthrow. 
So  wretchedly  with  her  own  garter 

She  hung  herself  upon  a  tree, 
Vnd  within  a  few  days  after, 

T^  •»  men  o  hunting  ^.d  ii  *  i  *e  *, 


POPULAR    SONGS.  I3T. 

They  amazed  and  on  her  gazed, 

While  the  dogs  did  howl  and  roar, 
At  the  sight  they  were  much  surprised, 

Ravenous  birds  her  flesh  had  tore. 
They  then  took  her  down  in  pity, 

Wondering  what  the  cause  might  be 
And  they  found  a  note  about  her, 

'Twas  let  no  man  bury  me. 
But  above  ground  let  me  perish, 

That  all  maids  may  warned  be, 
Of  false  yeung  men  to  have  a  care, 

Lest  they  be  ruined  like  me. 
They  will  come  with  false  pretences, 

Swearing  they  love  none  but  you, 
All  the  while  they  are  false  hearted ; 

Seeking  whom  they  might  undo. 

When  they've  gain'd  your  virgin  treasure 

You  are  whores  and  infidels, 
Vou  may  repent  it  at  your  leasure, 

Or  like  me  go  hang  yourselves. 
This  same  Harry  as  he  was  sailing 

On  the  coast,  so  bleak  by  night, 
When  strange  dreams  and  ghosts  appearing, 

Did  his  troubled  soul  affright. 
This  same  Harry  he  was  steering, 

At  a  distance  a  boat  he  spy'd, 
And  in  it  sat  a  lady  weeping, 

And  two  men  in  black  beside. 
When  the  boat  grew  nigh  unto  him, 

This  vile  wretch  grew  much  afraid  j 
When  he  saw  her  face  he  knew  her 

To  be  Ruth  whom  he  betriy'd* 


f36  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Then  he  ran  down  in  the  caoin, 

When  he  heard  a  loud  voice  say, 
Young  man  now  prepare  for  dying, 

And  with  me  you'll  go  away. 
Then  he  spoke  unto  the  captain, 

Saying  pray  sir,  stand  my  friend, 
For  their  is  a  spirit  coming, 

That  will  bring  me  to  my  end. 
These  words  did  much  surprise  the  captain 

When  on  the  deck  he  quickly  hy'd, 
And  there  he  saw  a  boat  a  sailing 

Close  along  by  the  ship's  side. 
Then  she  spoke  unto  the  captain, 

Send  me  Harry  here  your  man, 
For  the  torments  I  am  rack'd  in, 

Being  ruin'd — here  I  am. 

0  grim  ghost  the  captain  cried, 
Why  do  you  ask  this  man  of  me  ? 

For  I  know  not  what's  become  of  him, 
Unless  he's  drowned  in  the  sea. 

Oh !  your  ship,  I  know  he's  in  it, 
And  if  that  you  do  him  keep, 

1  will  raise  a  storm  this  minute, 

And  will  sink  you  in  the  deep. 
Oh  !  these  words  did  sound  severely, 

Which  did  pierce  the  captain's  heart, 
To  think  in  what  a  doleful  manner, 

He  and  Harry  now  must  part. 
Then  she  took  him  by  the  shoulders, 

And  plung'd  him  down  into  the  main 
Into  the  midst  of  the  foaming  sea, 

Where  he  never  rose  again. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  137 


THE  WILLOW. 

Oh !  take  me  to  your  arms,  my  love,  for  keen 
the  wind  doth  blow, 

Oh  !  take  me  to  your  arms,  my  love,  for  bitter 
is  my  wo ; 

She  hears  me  not,  she  cares  me  not,  nor  will 
she  list  to  me, 

While  here  I  lie,  alone  to  die,  beneath  the  wil- 
low tree. 

My  love  has  wealth  and  beauty,  the  rich  attend 
her  door, 

My  love  has  wealth  and  beauty,  and  I,  alas  ! 
am  poor ; 

The  ribband  fair,  that  boiwid  her  hair,  is  all 
that's  left  to  me, 

While  here  I  lie,  alone  to  die,  beneath  the  wil- 
low tree. 

I  once  had   gold  and  silver,   I   thought  them 

without  end, 
I  once  had  gold  and  silver,  and  I  thought  I  had 

a  friend, 
My  wealth  is  lost,  my  friend  is  false,  my  love 

he  stole  from  me, 
And  here  I  lie,  alone  to  die,  beneath  the  wii.  j 

low  tree. 


138  POPULAR    SONGS. 


TEN  O'CLOCK. 

Twas  ten  o'clock  one  moon-light  night, 

I  ever  shall  remember, 
When  every  star  shone  twinkling  bright 

One  frosty  dark  December  ; 
When  at  the  window,  tap,  tap,  tap, 

I  heard  a  certain  well  known  rap, 
And  with  it  to  these  words  most  clear, 

Remember  ten  o'clock,  my  dear, 
Remember  love,  remember 

iVf  y  mother  dozed  before  the  fire, 

My  dad  his  pipe  was  smoking, 
I  dare  not  for  the  world  retire, 

And  was  that  not  provoking. 
At  length  the  old  folks  fell  asleep, 

I  then  my  promise  went  to  keep, 
When  for  his  absence  to  denote, 

He  on  the  window-shutter  wrote, 
Remember  ten  o'clock,  my  dear,  fee 

And  did  I  need  a  hint  so  sweet, 

Ah  no  !  and  mark  the  warning  ; 
Which  said  at  church  we  were  to  meet, 

At  ten  o'clock  next  morning. 
And  there  we  met  no  more  to  part, 

And  twined  together  hand  and  heart. 
And  since  that  day  in  wedlock  joined, 

The  window-shutter  brings  to  mind. 
Remember  love*  remember. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  139 

GARDEN  GATE. 

The  day  was  spent,  the  moon  shone  bright 

The  village  clock  struck  eight, 
Young  Mary  hastened  with  delight, 
Unto  the  garden  ^ate. 

But  who  was  there  that  made  her  sad. 
The  gate  was  there  but  not  the  lad, 
Which  made  young  Mary  sigh  and  say. 
Was  there  ever  a  poor  girl  so  sad  as  I. 
Sf)«»  traced  the  garden  here  and  there, 

The  village  clock  struck  nine, 
Which  made  young  Mary  sigh  and  say, 
Thou  sha'nt,  thou  sha'nt  be  mine  ; 
You  said  you'd  be  at  the  gate  at  eight, 
You  ne'er  shall  deceive  me  or  make  me  wale 
For  I  will  let  such  creatures  see, 
They  ne'er  shall  make  a  fool  of  me. 
She  traced  the  garden  here  and  there, 

The  village  clock  struck  ten, 
Young  William  caught  her  in  his  arms, 
No  more  to  part  again  ; 

For  he  had  been  to  buy  the  ring  that  day 
And  he  had  been  such  a  long  way, 
Then  how  could  Mary  cruel  prove, 
To  banish  the  lad  she  so  dearly  loved, 
Up  with  the  morning  sun  they  rose, 

To  church  they  went  away, 
\nd  all  the  village  joyful  were, 
Upon  the  wedding  day. 

Now  in  the  cottage  by  the  river  side. 
William  and  Mary  do  reside, 
She  blesses  the  night  that  she  did  wait, 
For  her  absent  swain  at  the  garden  gate 


140  POPULAR   SONGS. 

ANSWER  TO  THE  GARDEN  GATE, 

Ona  winter's  eve  the  moon  it  shone, 

And  every  tiling  was  still, 
When  William  tr^idg'd  with  heart  so  light 

To  the  foot  of  yonder  hill, 
Twas  Mary's  cot  he  wisu'd  to  view, 
To  see  the  girl  he  loved  so  true, 
Which  made  his  heart  go  pit-a-pat, 
As  on  the  style  he  whistling  sat. 
He  traced  the  cot  all  round  and  round. 

But  Mary  was  not  there, 
At  last  poor  William  look'd  go  sad, 

His  heart  was  in  despair. 
And  Mary  she  did  not  come  nigh, 
Which  caused  him  many  a  bitter  sigh, 
And  turning  round  he  then  did  say, 
Oh  !  Mary  thou  art  false  to  me. 
But  Mary  hid  behind  a  tree, 

And  at  the  lad  did  peep, 
And  smiled  to  see  him  in  a  pet, 

Towards  him  she  did  creep, 
O  when  he  did  young  Mary  spy, 
He  instantly  to  her  drew  nigh, 
He  kissed  her  lips  and  loving  said, 
You  are  my  bride  my  loving  maid. 
To-morrow  is  the  happy  day, 

When  we  will  be  wed, 
The  old  church  bells  shall  merniy  riiif 

Sweet  William  thus  he  said, 
The  parson  heshcli  make  us  one, 
Eefore  the  setting  of  th^  sun, 
The  villagers  they  all  did  say, 
God  prosper  well  their  wedding  day. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  \A\ 


ELLEN  THE  FAIR 

Fair    Ellen   one   morn    from    her  cottage    hnd 

strayed, 
To  the  next  market  town  tripped   the  beautiful 

maid : 
She  looked  like  a  Goddoss,  so  charming  and.  fair, 
Come  buy  my  sweet  posies  cried  Ellen  the  Fair' 
I've  cowslips  and  jessamines,  and  hair  bells  so 

blue, 
Wild  roses  and  eglantines,  glist'ning  with  dew 
And  ihe  lilly,  the  queen  of  the  valley,  so  rare. 
Come  buy  my  sweet  posies  cried  Ellen  the  Fair 

Enraptured  I  gazed  on  this  beautiful  maid, 
For    a    thousand  sweet  smiles  on   her  counu- 

nance  played. 
And  while  I  stood  gazing,  my  heart  I  declare, 
A  captive  was  taken  by  Ellen  the  Fair. 
Oh  !  could  I  but  gain  this  nymph  for  my  wife, 
How  gladly  would   I  change    my  condition  it 

life ; 
IM  foesake  the  gay  folks  of  the  town  and  rep     • 
To  dwell  in  a  cottage  with  Ellen  the  Fair. 
But  vrhat  need  I  care  for  the  lordly  or  great, 
I  My  parents  are  dead,  I've  a  noble  estate  ; 
I  And  no  \ady  on  earth,  nor  a  princess  shall  share, 
[  My  hand  and  my  fortune  with  Ellen  the  Fair. 
I  In  a  little  time  after  this  nobleman's  son, 
I  Did  marry  the  maid  his  affections  had  won, 
I  When  presented  at  Court  how  the  monarch  did 

stare, 
(  And  the  ladies  all  envied  sweet  Ellen  the  Fair 


142 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


BARBARA  ALLAN 

It  fell  about  the  Martinmas  day, 

When  the  green  leaves  where  falling, 

Sir  James  the  Graham  in  the  west  countn 
Fell  in  love  with  Barbara  Allan. 

She  was  a  fair  and  comely  maid, 
And  a  maid  nigh  to  his  dwelling, 

Which  made  him  to  admire  the  more, 
The  beauty  of  Barbara  Allan. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  1  l.'j 

O  what's  thy  name  my  bonny  maid. 

Or  where  hast  thou  thy  dwelling 
She  answer'd  him  most  modestly, 

My  name  is  Barbara  Allan. 
O  8*^!  you  not  yon  seven  ships, 

So  bonny  as  th*y  are  sailing, 
I'll  make  you  mistress  of  them  all 

My  bonny  Barbara  Allan. 
But  it  fell  out  upon  a  day, 

At  the  wine  as  they  were  drinking, 
They  toasted  their  glasses  around  aho1. 

And  slighted  Barbara  Allan. 
O  she  has  taken't  so  ill  out, 

That  she'd  no  more  look  on  him, 
\nd  for  all  the  letters  he  could  send, 

Still  swore  she'd  never  have  him. 
O  if  1  had  a  man,  a  man, 

A  man  within  my  dwelling, 
That  will  write  a  letter  with  my  blood 

And  carry'tto  Barbara  Allan. 
Desire  her  to  come  here  with  speed, 

For  I  am  at  the  dying  ! 
And  speak  one  word  to  her  true  love, 

For  I'll  die  for  Barbara  Allan. 
His  man  is  off  with  all  his  speed, 

To  the  place  where  sho  is  dwelling- 
Here's  a  letter  from  mv  master  dear* 

Gin  ye  be  Barbara  Allan. 
O  when  sho  looked  the  letter  upon, 

With  a  loud  laughter  gi'd  she, 
But  e'er  she  read  the  letter  througn, 

The  tear  blinded  her  eye. 


144  POPULAR    SONGS. 

O  hooly,  hooiy,  rose  she  up, 

And  slowly  gaed  she  to  him, 
And  slio-htly  drew  the  curtains  by, 

You^g  iT.^  I  think  you'er  dying. 
O  I  am  sick,  and  very  sick, 

And  my  heart  is  at  the  breaking, 
One  kiss  or  two  of  thy  sweet  mouth 

Would  keep  mo  from  the  dying. 
O  mind  you  not  young  man  said  she, 

When  you  sat  in  the  tavern, 
Then  you  made  the  health  go  round, 

And  slighted  Barbara  Allan. 
And  slowly,  slowly,  rose  she  up, 

And  slowly,  slowly  left  him, 
And  sighing  said  she  could  not  stay, 

Since  death  of  life  had  reft  him. 
She  had  not  gone  a  mile  from  the  town, 

Till  she  heard  the  dead  bell  kneling, 
And  every  knell  that  dead  bell  gave, 

Was  wo  to  Barbara  Allan 
Now  when  the  virgin  heard  the  same, 

Sure  she  was  greatly  troubled. 
When  in  the  coffin  his  corpse  she  view'd, 

Her  sorrows  all  were  doubled. 
What !  hast  thou  died  for  me,  she  cried, 

Let  ail  true  lovers  shun  me, 
Too  late  I  may  this  sadly  say, 

That  death  has  quite  undone  me. 
O  mother,  mother  make  my  bed, 

O  make  it  soft  and  narrow, 
Since  my  love  died  for  me  to-day, 

I'll  die  for  him,  to-morrow 


POPULAR    SONUS.  145 


KATE  AND  HER  HORNS. 

if  ou  that  in  merriment  delight, 
Pray  listen  unto  what  I  write  ; 
So  shall  your  satisfaction  find, 
ft  will  cure  a  melancholy  mind. 

A  damsel  sweet  in  Colchester, 

And  there  a  clothier  courted  her. 

For  three  months  space,  both  night  and  day- 

But  yet  this  damsel  still  said  nay. 

She  said  were  I  to  love  inclin'd, 
Perhaps  you  soon  may  change  your  mind, 
A.nd  court  some  other  damsel  fair, 
For  men  are  false  I  do  declare. 

He  many  protestations  made, 
And  like  a  royal  lover  said, 
There's  none  but  you  shall  be  my  wife, 
The  joy  and  comfort  of  my  life. 

Vt  length  this  maid  gave  her  consent, 
To  marry  him,  and  straight  they  went 
Unto  their  parents  then  and  who 
Both  gave  their  leave  and  liking  too. 

But  see  the  cursed  fruits  of  gold ! 

He  letl  his  loyal  love  behind, 

With  grief  and  love  all  compass'd  round, 

While  he  a  greater  fortune  found. 


146  POPULAR    SONGS. 

A  lawyer's  daughter,  fair  and  bright. 
Her  parent's  joy  and  whole  delight. 
He  was  resolved  to  make  his  spouse, 
Denying  all  his  former  vows. 

And  when  poor  Kate,  she  came  to  hear 
That  she  must  lose  her  only  dear, 
And  for  the  lawyer's  daughter's  sake, 
Some  sport  of  him,  Kate  thought  she'd  mafec 

Kate  knew  when  every  night  he  came, 
From  his  new  love,  Nancy  by  name  , 
Sometimes  at  ten  o'clock  or  more, 
Kate  to  a  tanner  went  therefore. 

And  borrowed  there  an  old  cowhide, 
With  crooked  horns  both  large  and  wide. 
And  when  she  wrapt  herself  therein, 
Her  new  intrigue  she  did  begin. 

Kate  to  a  lonesome  field  did  stray, 
At  length  the  clothier  came  that  way, 
And  he  was  sorely  scared  at  her, 
She  looked  so  like  old  Lucifer. 

A  hairy  hide,  horns  on  her  head, 
Which  near  three  feet  asunder  spread. 
With  that  he  saw  a  long  black  tail, 
He  strove  to  run  but  his  feet  did  fail. 

Then  with  a  grum  but  doleful  note, 
She  quickly  seiz'd  him  by  the  throaty 
And  said  you  leave  poor  Kate  I  hea/ 
And  woo  the  lawyer's  daughter  dear. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  147 

Since  you  have  been  so  false  to  her, 
You  perjured  knave  of  Colchester, 
You  shall,  whether  you  will  or  no, 
Into  my  gloomy  regions  go. 

This  voice  did  sore  affright  him, 
And  kneeling  on  his  trembling  limb, 
Cried  Master  Devil  spare  me  now, 
And  I'll  perform  my  former  vow. 

I'll  make  young  Kate  my  lawful  bru'e, 
See  that  you  do  the  devil  cry'd, 
If  Kate  against  you  doth  complain, 
Soon  shall  you  hear  from  me  again. 

Then  home  he  went  though  very  late, 
He  little  thought  that  it  was  Kate, 
That  set  him  in  such  affright, 
Therefore  next  day  by  morning  light, 

He  went  to  Kate  and  married  her, 

For  fear  of  that  old  Lucifer. 

Kate's  friends  and  parents  thought  it  strange 

That  there  was  such  a  sudden  change. 

Kate  never  let  her  parents  know, 
Nor  any  other  friend  or  foe, 
Till  they  a  year  had  married  been, 
And  told  it  at  her  lying  in. 

It  pleased  the  woman  to  the  heart, 
They  sav  she  fairly  played  her  part, 
Her  husband  laughed  as  well  as  they, 
Tvas  a  joyful  merry  day. 


14S  POPULAR    SON< 


THE  BLACKBIRD. 

It  was  on  one  fine  morning  for  soft  recreation: 

I  heard  a  fair  t'amsel  making  a  sad  moan, 
Sighing  and  sobbing  with  sad  lamentation, 

Saying,  my  Blackbird  most  loyal  has  flown. 
My   thoughts  they    ieceiv'd   me,   reflection  h 
grieves  me, 

And  I  am  o'erburden'd  with  sad  misery  ; 
But  if  death  should  blind   me,   as  true  love  J\ 
clines  me, 

My  Blackbird  I'll  .seek  out  wherever  I  be. 

Once  in  fair  England  my  Blackbird  did  flourish 
He  was  the  chief  flower  that  in  it  did  spring, 

Fair  ladies  of  honour  his  person  did  nourish. 
Because  that  he  was  the  true  son  of  a  king. 


ruPULAR    SONGS.  149 

Bui  O  that  false  fortune  hasprov'd  so  uncertain, 
That  caus'd  the  parting  between  you  and  me, 

But  if  ho  remain  in  France  or  in  Spain, 
Til  be  true  to  my  Blackbird  wherever  he  be. 

In  England  my  Blackbird  and  I  were  together 

When  he  was  tne  most  noble  an  gen'rous  oi 
heart, 
But  wo  to  the  time  wh°n  he  arrived  there, 

Alas  !  he  was  soon  forced  from  me  to  part. 
In  Italy  he  bcam'd,  and  was  highly  esteemed, 

In  England  he  seems  but  a  stranger  to  me 
But  if  he  remain  in  France  or  in  Spain, 

All  blessings  on  rnyBlackbird  wherever  he  be 

But  if  by  the  fowler  my  Blackbird  is  taken, 

Sighing  and  sobbing  will  be  all  the  tune, 
But  if  he  is  safe,  and  I'm  not  mistaken, 

I  hope  I  shall  see  him  in  May  or  in  June. 
The  birds  of  the  forest,  they  all  flock  together, 

The  turtle  was  chosen  to  dwell  with  the  dove, 
So  I'm  resolved  in  fair  or  foul  weather, 

Once  in  the  spring  to  seek  out  my  love. 

Oh  !  he  is  all  my  treasure,  my  joy  and  my  pleas- 
ure, [thee, 
He's  justly  belov'd  though  my  heart  follow! 
How  constant  and  kind  and  courageous  of  mind, 

Deserving  of  blessings  wherever  he  be, 
It's  not  the  wide  ocean  can  fright  me  with  dan 
ger, 
Alt?  nigh  like  a  pilgrim  I  wander  forlorn, 
\fat  P  '  find  more  friendship  from  one  tha*>  a 
stranger, 
More  than  from  one  that  in  Britain  was  bora 


150  POPULAR    SONGS. 


GEORGE  REILY. 

On  a  bright  summer's  morning,   the  weatho? 

being  clear, 
I  strollM  for  recreation  down  by  a  river  fair, 
Where   I  overheard  a  damsel  most  grievously 

complain, 
All  for  an  absent  lover  that  ploughs  the  raging 

main. 

I  being  unperceived,  did  unto  her  draw  near, 
Where  I  lay  down  in  ambush,  the  better  for  tc 

hear, 
With  doleful  lamentations  and  melancholy  cries, 
Whilst  sparkling  tears  like  crystal  was  stream 

ing  from  her  eyes. 

Crying,  O  cruel  fortune  to  me  has  prov'd  un 

kind. 
As  my  true  love  has  left  me  n<~  comfort  can  * 

find: 
Whilst  she  was  thus  lamenting  and  grieving  fa 

her  dear, 
I  saw  a  gallant  sailor,  who  unto  her  drew  near. 

With  eloquence  most  complaisant  he  did  address 

the  fair, 
Crying,  sweet  and  lovely  fair  one,  why  do  you 

mourn  here  ? 
All  for  aa  absent  lover,  the  fair  one  did  reply, 
Which  causes  me  to  wonder*  for  to  lament  and 

cry. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  151 

It's  threo  long  years  and  more   his   absence  ■ 

have  mourn'd,  [turn'd. 

And  now  the  war  is  ended,  he  has  not  yet  re- 
Why  should  you  grieve  for  him  alone,  the  sai- 

ior  he  did  say,  [other  way. 

Perhaps  his  mind  is  alter'd,  or  chang'd  some 
If  you  will  but  forget  him,  and  fix  your  mind 

on  me, 
Till  death  doth  demand  me,  to  you  I'll  faithful 

prove.  [never  be. 

To  which  this  fair  maid  answer'd,  sir  that  can 
I  never  can  admire  any  other  man  but  he ; 
He  is  the  darling  of  my  heart,  none  else  can  I 

adore ;  [more. 

So  take  this  as  an  answer,  and  trouble  me  no 
Then  said  the  gallant  sailor  what  is  your  true 

lore's  name  ? 
Both  that  and  his  description,  I  wish  to  know 

the  same ;  [kind, 

It  is  really  most  surprising  that  he  was  so  un- 
As  to  leave  so  fair  a  creature  in  sorrow   here 

behind.  [trim, 

George  Reily  I  call  him,  a  lad  both  neat  and 
So  manly  in  deportment,  that  few  can  excel  him 
His  amber  locks  in  ringlets,  his  sturdy  should 

ers  bear,  [fair. 

And  his  skin  far  exceeding  the  fragrant  lilly 
Fair  maid  I  had  a  messmate,  George  Reily  was 

his  name,  [be  the  same  ; 

I'm  sure,  from  your  description,  that  he  must 
Three  years  we  spent  together,  on  board  the  old 

Belflew,  [knew. 

And   such  a  gallant  comrade  before  I  never 


152  POPULAR    SONGS. 

It  was  on  the  twelfth  of  April,  near  to  Port 

Royal  Bay, 
We  had  a  tight  engagement,  before  the  break 

of  day, 
Between  Rodney  and  De  Grasse,  where  many 

a  man  did  fall, 
Your  true  love  he  fell  by  a  French  cannon  ball 
Whilst  weltering  in  his  blood,  your  generous 

lover  lay, 
With  fauit'ring  voice  and  broken  sighs  these 

words  I  heard  him  say  : 
Farewell,    my   dearest  Nancy,  were  you  bu1 

standing  by, 
To  gaze  your  last  upon  me,  contented  I  wouli' 

die. 
This  melancholy  story  wounded  her  so  deep, 
She  wrung  her  hands  in  anguish,  and  bitterly 

did  weep, 
Crying,  my  joys  are  ended,  if  what  you  say  be 

true, 
Instead  of  having  pleasure,  Pve  nought  but 

grief  in  view, 
On  hearing  which,  his  person,  no  longer  he 

conceaPd, 
He  flew  into  her  arms,  and  his  person  did  reveal. 
Now  these  constant  lovers  did  each  other  em- 
brace, 
He  kissM  the  bright  tears  from  her  cheeks,  and 

wip'd  her  lovely  face, 
Crying,  m;  dearest  Nancy,  with  you  1*11  evei 

stay, 
I'll  never  more  depart,  till  my  mainmast's  cut 

away. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  15^ 


THE  LONDON  'PRENTICE. 

Of  a  worthy  London  'prentice, 

My  purpose  is  to  speak, 
And  tell  his  bold  adventures, 

Done  for  his  country's  sake. 
Seek  all  the  world  about, 

And  you  shall  hardly  find, 
A  man  in  valour  to  exceed 

This  gallant  'prentice  mind. 

He  was  born  in  Cheshire, 

The  chief  of  men  was  he, 
From  thence  brought  up  to  London, 

A  'prentice  for  to  be. 
A  merchant  on  the  bridge, 

DA  like  his  service  so, 
Tba'  /or  three  years,  his  factor, 

It  Turkey  he  should  go. 


lot  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Ants  in  that  famous  country, 

One  year  lie  had  not  been, 
Ere  he  bv  tilt  maintained 

The  honour  of  his  queen. 
Elizabeth,  his  princess, 

He  nobly  did  make  known, 
To  be  the  Phoenix  of  the  world, 

And  none  but  her  alone. 

In  armour  richly  gilded, 

Well  mounted  on  a  steed, 
A  score  of  knights  most  hardy, 

One  day  he  made  to  bleed, 
And  brought  them  all  unto  the  ground 

Who  proudly  did  deny, 
Elizabeth  to  be  the  Pearl 

Of  princely  majesty. 

The  king  of  that  fam'd  country 

Thereat  begun  to  frown, 
And  will'd  his  sons  there  present 

To  pull  this  youngster  down. 
Who  at  their  father's  words, 

These  boasting  speeches  said, 
4  Thou  art  a  traitor,  English  boyv 

And  hast  the  traitor  play'd  " 

"  I  am  no  boy  nor  traitor, 
Thy  speeches  I  defy, 

For  which  i'll  be  revenged 
Upon  the  oy  and  oy ; 

A  London  'prentice  still, 
Shall  prove  as  good  a  man, 

As  any  or  your  Turkish  knights- 
Do  all  the  best  you  can." 


POPULAR  SONGS         In." 

And  there  wiiha!  he  gave  him, 

A  box  upon  the  ear, 
Which  broke  his  neck  asunder, 

As  plainly  doth  appear, 
M  Now  know,  proud  Turk,"  quoth  he, 

♦  I  am  no  English  boy, 
That  can  with  one  small  box  o'  the  ea» 

The  prince  of  the  Turks  destroy." 

When  as  the  king  perceived, 

His  son  so  strangely  slain, 
His  soul  was  sore  afflicted, 

Writh  more  than  mortal  pain 
And  in  revenge  thereof, 

He  swore  that  he  should  die 
The  cruelest  death  that  ever  man 

Beheld  with  mortal  eye. 

Two  lions  were  prepared 

This  'prentice  to  devour, 
Near  famished  up  with  hunger 

Ten  days  within  the  tower, 
To  make  them  far  more  fierce 

And  eager  for  their  prey, 
To  glut  themselves  with  human  go?*1. 

Upon  this  dreadful  day. 

The  appointed  time  of  torment 

At  length  drew  nigh  at  hand, 
When  an  trie  nolue  ladies 

And  oarons  of  the  land, 
Attended  on  the  kinff. 

To  see  this  'prentice  slam, 
And  bury'd  in  the  Iwingry  maws 

Of  those  fierce  lions  twain. 


150  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Then  in  his  shirt  of  cambric, 

With  silks  most  richly  wrought 
This  worthy  London  'prentice 

Was  from  the  prison  brought. 
And  to  the  lions  given, 

To  stanch  their  hunger  great, 
Which  had  eat  in  ten  day's  space. 

Not  one  small  bit  of  meat. 

But  God  who  knows  all  secrets, 

The  matter  so  contrived, 
That  by  this  young  man's  valour, 

They  were  of  life  depriv'd. 
For  being  faint  for  food, 

They  scarcely  could  withstand 
The  noble  force  and  fortitude 

And  courage  of  his  hand. 

For  when  the  hungry  lions, 

Had  cast  on  their  eyes, 
The  elements  did  thunder, 

With  echo  of  their  cries. 
And  running  all  amain, 

His  body  to  devour, 
Into  their  throats  he  thrust  his  amy 

With  all  his  might  and  power. 

From  thence  by  manly  valour 

Their  hearts  he  tore  asunder, 
And  at  the  king  he  threw  them, 

To  all  the  people's  wonder. 
•*  This  I  have  done,"  quoth  he, 

"  For  lovely  England's  sake, 
And  for  my  country's  maiden  queen 

Much  more  will  undertake." 


POPULAR    SONGS.  15' 

But  when  the  king  perceived 

His  wrathful  lions  hearts, 
Afflicted  with  great  terror, 

His  rigour  soon  perverts, 
And  turned  all  his  hate 

Into  remorse  and  love, 
And  said,  "  it  is  some  angel, 

Sent  down  from  heaven  above.'' 

"  No,  no,  I  am  no  angel," 

The  courteous  young  man  said 
u  But  born  in  famous  England, 

Where  God's  word  is  obey'd." 
Assisted  by  the  heavens, 

Who  did  me  thus  befriend, 
Or  else  they  had  most  cruelly, 

Brought  here  my  life  to  end. 

The  king,  in  heart  amazed, 

Lift  up  his  eyes  to  heaven, 
A  nd  for  his  foul  offences 

Did  crave  to  be  forgiven. 
Believing  that  no  lands 

Like  England  may  be  seen, 
No  people  better  governed 

By  virtue  of  a  queen. 

So  taking  up  this  young  man, 

He  pardoned  him  his  life, 
And  gave  his  daughter  to  him 

To  be  his  wedded  wife : 
Where  then  they  did  remain, 

And  live  in  quiet  peace, 
tn  spending  of  their  happy  days 

Ir  joy  and  love's  increase. 


158 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


BANKS  OF  BRANDYWINE. 

One  morning  very  early,  in  the  pleasant  rot ntl 

of  M  ay, 
As  I  walked  forth  to  take  the  air,  all  nature  be 

"»g  gay, 


POPULAR    SONGS.  15^ 

The    moon   had   not   yet  veil'd   her  face,   but 

through  the  trees  did  shine, 
As  I  wandered  for  amusement,  on  the  banks  of 

Brandywine. 
By   many  rough  and  craggy  rocks  and  bushes 

of  small  growth, 
By  many  lofty,  ancient  trees,  the  leaves  were 

putting  forth, 
I  wandered  up  along  those  banks,  where  mur- 

muring  streams  do  join, 
Where  pleasant  music  caught  my  ear,  on  the 

banks  of  Brandywine. 
At  such  an  early  hour  I  was  surprised  to  sea, 
A  lovely  maid  with  downcast  eyes  upon  those 

banks  so  gay. 
[  modestly  saluted  her,  she  knew  not  rny  design, 
And  requested  her  sweet  company,  on  the  bank? 

of  Brandywine. 
She  said,   young  man,   be  civil,  my  company 

forsake, 
For,  in  my  real  opinion,  I  think  you  are  a  rake  ;* 
My  love's  a  valiant  sailor,  he's  now  gone  to  the 

main, 
While  comfortless   I  wander,  on  the  banks  of 

Brandywine. 
My  dear,  why  do  you  thus  give   up  to  melan- 
choly cries, 
[  p  ay  leave  off  your  weeping,  and  dry    th<fe*e 

lovely  eyes ; 
For  sailors  in  each  port,  my  dear,    they  (in  ^ 

mistress  rind, 
He  will  leave  you  still  to  wander,  on  the  ba*k^ 

of  Brandywine. 


160  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Oh  \  leave  me,  sir,  do  leave  me,  why  do  you  me 

torment, 
My  Henry  won't  deceive  me,  therefore  I  am 

content ; 
Why  do  you  thus  torment  me,  and  cruelly  com. 

bine, 
To  fill  my  mind  with  horror,  on  the  banks  of 

Brandywine. 

I  wish  not  to  afflict  your  mind,  but  rather  fbr  to 

ease, 
Such  dreadful  apprehensions,  they  soon  your 

mind  will  seize ; 
Your  love,  my  dear,  in  wedlock  bands,  another 

one  is  joined, 
She  swooned  into  my  arms,  on  the  banks  of 

Brandywine. 

The  lofty  hills  and  craggy  rocks  re-echoed  back 

her  strains, 
The  pleasant   groves  and  rural  shades,  were 

witness  to  her  pains  : 
**  How  often  has  he  promised  me,  in  hymen's 

chains  to  join, 
Now  I'm  a  maid  forsaken,  on  the  banks  of 

Brandywine." 

Oh !  no,  my  dear,  that  ne'er  shall  be,  behold 
your  Henry  now, 

I'll  clasp  you  to  my  bosom,  love,  I've  not  for. 
got  my  vow ; 

It's  now  I  know  you're  true,  my  dear,  in  hy- 
men's chains  we'll  join, 

And  hail  the  happy  morn,  we  met  on  the  bank* 
of  Brandwine. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  161 

THE  FEMALE  SAILOR. 

Come  all  you  pretty  females,  whoever  that  you 

be, 
I  pray  you  give  attention  and  listen  unto  me, 
It's  of  a  brisk  young  lad)',  worth  thousands  of 

gold, 
How  she  ventured  her  life  for  a  jolly  sailor  bold. 
One  day  with  her  father  she  instantly  went, 
To  view  his  flue  vessel  it  was  her  intent, 
On  board  of  one  vessel,  the  George  by  name, 
She  first  saw  this  young  man,  which  caused  her 

much  pain. 
When  first  she  beheld  this  beautiful  swain, 
She   thought   it   a  pity   he  should  venture    the 

main, 
She  turn'd  unto  her  father  and  thus  to  him  did 

say, 
Oh  !  is  this  your  captain,  I  pray  tell  to  me. 
O,  no,  my  dearest  daughter,  her  father  he  said, 
He  is  not  my  captain — he  is  the  chief  mate, 
He  is  a  line  youth,  William  Brown  is  his  name, 
For  these  seven  long  years  has  he  crossed  the 

main. 
From  fine  London  city  this  young  man  set  sail, 
Bound  for  the  port  of  Liverpool,  with  a  sweet 

pleasant  gale, 
When  she  heard  he  had  sail'd,  resolved  was  she 
To  follow  this  young  man  by  land  and  by  sea. 
She  packed  up  her  jewels  and  costly  array, 
And  to  Liverpool  came  without  more  delay, 
But  when  she  came  there  she  heard  he  was  gone 
To  a  port  u  America  called  St.  John's. 


MW  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Resolved  was  she  to  follow  tier  dear, 
And  to  cross  the  sail  sens  without  dread  or  fear, 
..The  wind  it  blow  e;flm,  and  the  elements  clear, 
And  to  St.  John's,   New    Brunswick,  the  lady 

did  steer. 
But,  oh  fatal  to  tell,  when  she  arrived  there, 
She  went  to  the  ship  to  find  out  her  dear, 
She  asked  for  William  Brown,  for  that  was  his 

name, 
The  captain   said,   fair  lady,  he  is  drowned  in 

the  main. 
With   great  grief  and   anguish  this  lady  did 

mourn, 
She  thought  to  her  parents  she  would  not  return. 
She  cut  off  her  golden  locks  as  you  shall  un 

derstand. 
Blue  jacket  and  trowsers  she  quickly  put  on. 

She  went  on  board  the  Hero  without  more  delay , 
And  enquired    for  the   captain,   as   you   shall 

plainly  see, 
He  entered  her  as  cook  and  steward  likewise, 
But  little  did  he  think  she  was  a  maid  in  disguise 

For  three  years  and  better  she  sailed  on  the  main, 
And  still  there  was   no  one  her  secret  could 

obtain, 
For  when  in  port,  so  sailor-like  a  jolly  tar  was 

she, 
She  could  drink  her  glass  of  grog,  and  kiss  the 

girls  merrily. 
This  vessel  was  bound  for  Liverpool,  and  com-. 

ing  nigh  the  port, 
The  captain  was  inclined  to  pass  away  a  jok«j 


POPULAR    SONGS.  163 

And  to  his  great  surprise   he  found  she  was  a 

maid, 
Whew  ho  arrived  in  Liverpool  the  secret  he  bo. 

trayed. 

Fhaii  on  board  the  Commerce  steam  packet  she 
was  resolved  to  go,  [know, 

Vot  thinking  that  the  captain  or  any  one  would 
She  had  not  been  on  board  half  an  hour  or  more, 
Before  that  the  constables  brought  her  on  shore 

It's  then  before  the  magistrate  she  had  to  appear 
And  she  told  them  her  story  without  dread  01 

fear, 
She  said  she  was  determined  to  follow  the  sea 
And  in  a  short  time  commander  she  would  be. 

Then  said  the  magistrate  what  is  your  name, 
And  where  does  your  father  dwell,  pray  tell  to 

me  the  same, 

S — a  A — a  H n  it  is  my  own  name, 

I'm  a  rich  merchant's  daughter,  from  London  1 

came. 

Then  the  magistrate  addressed  the  captain  and 

said,  [maid, 

Have  you  any  thing  to  say  concerning  this  fair 

Yonr  honour,  said  the  captain,  I  have  nothing 

for  to  say, 
Cut  only  beg  you  will  give  her  in  charge  untc  ■ 

me. 

Then  the  captain  he  took  this  fair  damsel  away  , 
And  she  dressed  herself  like  a  lady  so  gay, 
tie  vowed  that  he  lov'd  her  as  dear  as  his  life, 
So  now  his  little  steward  has  become  his  charm- 
ing wife. 


\CA 


POPULAR    SONGo. 


THE  BANKS  OF  SCHUYLKILL. 

On  the  banks  of  the  Schuylkill  so  pleasant  and 

There,  bless'd  with  my  true  love,  I  spend  th* 

short  day, 
Where  the  sun  shed  his  rays  thro'  the  mulberry 

tree, 
A.nd  the  streams  form'd  a  mirror  for  my  trot: 

love  and  me. 
On  the  spot  of  clover  we  sat  ourselves  down, 
Not  envving  the  greatest  of  monarchs  that* 

c  ";r  d, 


POPULAR    SONGS.  165 

My  name  in  the  sand  with  his  finger  he  drew, 
And  he  swore  by  Uie stream  he  would  ever  prove 
true. 

To  .vhich  1  beheld  the  gay  pride  of  my  fair, 
f  pi/.rd  on  hrs  face  while  he  play'd  with  my  hair, 
He  need  not  have  told  me  his  love  with  a  sigh, 
For  the  Schuylkill  secures  my  dear  fellow  tome. 

Oft  times  he  told  me  the  stories  of  love, 

He   would   sing    me   a   song  my   affections  to 

move, 
My  lips  wore  solicited,  my  hand  gently  press'd 
On  the  banks  of  the  Schuylkill,   where  Jesse 

was  bless'd. 

Whenever  we  leave  this  enchanting  retreat, 
With  blushes,  she  says,   when   next  shall  we 

meet  ? 
Next  Sunday,  he  says,  if  the  weather  proves 

clear, 
On  the  banks  of  the  Schuylkill,   I'll  meet  yon 

my  dear. 

Now  all  these  innocent  pleasure's  are  o'er, 
The  murmuring  river  can  phrise  me  no  more, 
Since  the  banks  of  the  Schuylkill  have  lost  all 

their  charms, 
And  the  soldiers  have  torn  my  dear  boy  from 

my  arms. 

But  should  ever  I  clasp  him  again  to  my  heart, 
I\  :>  more  shall  my  true  iove  and  I  ever  part, 
No  more  shall  the  wars  take  my  true  love  away, 
And  the  banks  of  the  Schuylkill  shall  ever  be 
gay. 


(6t5 


POPULAR      SONGS. 


POOR  LITTLE  SWEEP. 

On  a  cold  winter's  morn  as  the  snow  was  a  fall. 

When  a  child  of  misfortune  so  loudly  was  bawl- 
ing 
Sweep  oh  !  he  cries  for  the  snow  is  very  deep, 
So  I  pray  take  compassion   on  a  poor  little 
sweep. 

Tears  from  his  eyes  in  large  drops  were  fast 

falling, 
You  noted  for  pity  whose  hearts  have  cou- 

troling, 


POPULAR    SONGS.  16*7 

Yim  men  of  discerning  who  are  not  yet  asleep, 
Don't  you  hear  the  sad  wailing  of  a  poor  little 
sweep. 

He  continued  to  cry  but  no  strangers  to  pity, 
But  they  laugh'd  at  kis  grief  while  they  banter'd 

his  ditty, 
Oft  times  they  forwarned  him  a  distance  to  keep, 
And  he  cry'd  take  compassion  on  a  poor  little 

sweep. 

A.  the  steps  of  a  door  half  frozen  and  dejected, 

He  set  there  to  mourn  his  complaints  were  ne- 
glected. 

Till  a  kind  hearted  damsel  by  chance  saw  him 
weep, 

And  her  heart  bled  with  sorrow  for  the  poor 
little  sweep. 

She  took  his  cold  hand,  to  a  neighbours  she  led 

him, 
Warm'd  his  limb's  by  the  fire  and  tenderly  fed 

him, 
But  ah  how  surprised  with  joy  did  she  weep, 
When  she   found   a  lost  brother  in  poor  little 

sweep. 

Long  time  did  she  gaze   on  each  sutty  black 

feature, 
To  her  bosom  she  pressed  and  said   thou  soot 

creature, 
L«*t  us  haste  to  our  home,  you  no  longer  shall 

weep, 
Through   courts,  lanes  and  alley   crying  pool 

little  sweep. 


»?H  PORULAH     SONGS. 

MARY'S  DREAM. 

The  moon  had  climb'd  the  highest  bill, 
That  rises  o'er  the  source  of  the  Dec, 
And  from  its  eastern  summit  shed, 
Her  silver  light  on  tower  and  tree ; 
When  Mary  laid  her  down  to  rest, 
Her  thoughts  on  Sandy,  far  at  sea, 
When  soft  and  slow  a  voice  was  heard, 
Saying,  Mary,  weep  no  more  for  me. 
She  from  her  pillow  gently  raised 
Her  head,  to  ask  who  there  might  be, 
And  saw  young  Sandy  shivering  stand, 
With  pallid  cheek  and  hollow  eye. 
Oh  !   Mary,  dear,  com  is  my  clay, 
It  lies  beneath  a  stormy  sea  ; 
Far,  far  in  depth,  I  sleep  from  thee  , 
So,  Mary,  weep  no  more  for  me. 
Three  stormy  nights  and  stormy  days, 
We  tossed  upon  thu  raginjj  main, 
And  long  we  strove  our  Imrk  to  save 
But  all  our  striving  was  in  vain  ; 
Even  then,  when  horror  chilled  my  blood. 
My  heart  was  filled  with  love  to  thee  ; 
The  storm  is  past,  and  I'm  at  rest, 
So,  Mary,  weep  no  mure  tor  me. 
Oh  !   Mary,  dear,  thyself  prepare, 
To  go  with  me  unto  that  shore, 
Where  love  is  free  from  grief  and  care. 
And  thou  and  I  shall  part  no  more. 
Loud  crew  the  cock,  the  shadow  fied, 
No  more  of  Sandy  could  she  see  ; 
But  soft  the  passing  spirit  said, 
Sweet  Mary  wo^y  .10  more  for  me. 


POPULAR    SONCS. 


THE  TURKISH  LADY. 

Young  virgins  all  I  pray  draw  near, 
A  pretty  story  you  shall  hear, 
'Tis  of  a  Turkish  Lady  brave, 
Who  fell  in  love  with  an  English  slave 
A  merchant's  ship  at  Bristol  lay, 
As  they  were  sailing  o'er  the  sea, 
By  a  Turkish  rover  took  were  we, 
And.  all  of  us  made  slaves  to  be. 
They  bound  us  down  in  irons  strong, 
They  whipped  and  lashed  us  along, 
No  tongue  can  tell  I'm  certain  sure, 
What  we  poor  souls  did  endure. 
Come  sit  you  down  and  listen  awhile 
And  hear  how  Fortune  did  on  mo  smile. 
It  was  my  fortune  for  to  be, 
A  slave  unto  a  rich  iaciy. 


i 


>  POPULAR    SONGfc. 

She  dressed  herself  in  rich  array, 

And  went  to  view  her  slaves  one  day, 
Hearing  the  moan  the  young  man  made. 
She  went  to  him,  and  thus  she  said  : — 

What  countryman,  young  man,  are  you 

I  am  an  Englishman,  that's  true. 

I  wish  you  was  a  Turk,  said  she, 

I'd  ease  you  of  your  misery. 

I'll  ease  you  of  your  slavish  work, 

If  you'll  consent  to  turn  a  Turk, 

I'll  own  myself  to  be  your  wife, 

For  I  do  love  you  as  my  life. 

No,  no,  no,  then  said  he. 

Your  constant  slave  madam  I'll  be, 

I'd  sooner  be  burnt  then  at  the  stake, 

Before  that  I'll  my  God  forsake. 

This  lady  to  her  chamber  went, 

And  spent  that  night  in  discontent, 

Little  Cupid  with  his  piercing  dart, 

Had  deeply  wounded  her  to  the  heart. 

She  was  resolved  the  next  day, 

To  ease  him  of  his  slavery, 

And  own  herself  to  be  his  wife, 

For  she  did  love  him  as  her  life. 

She  dressed  herself  in  rich  array, 

And  with  the  young  man  sail'd  away, 

Unto  her  parents  she  bid  adieu, 

Now  you  see  what  love  can  do. 

She  is  turn'd  a  Christian  brave, 

And  is  wed  to  her  own  slave, 

That  was  in  chains  and  bondage  too, — 

By  this  vou  see  what  love  can  do. 


POPULAR    SONUS. 


17) 


LORD  BAKEMAN. 

(n  India  Iiv'd  a  noble  lord, 

His  riches  was  beyond  compare, 
He  was  the  darling  of  his  parents, 

And  of  their  estate  an  only  heir. 
He  had  gold  and  he  had  silver, 

And  he  had  houses  of  high  degree, 
But  still  he  never  could  be  contented, 

Until  i  voyage  he  had  been  to  sea. 


1 72  popular   softos. 

He  sailed  east,  and  he  sailed  west, 

Until  he  came  to  the  Turkish  shore, 
Where  he  was  taken  and  put  in  prison, 

Where  he  could  neither  see  nor  iiear. 
For  seven  long  months  he  lay  lamenting. 

He  laid  lamenting  in  iron  bands, 
There  happening  to  see  a  brisk  young  \a(\y 

Who  set  him  free  from  his  iron  chains 
The  jailor  had  one  only  daughter, 

A  brisk  young  lady  gay  was  she, 
As  she  was  walking  across  the  floor, 

She  chanced  lord  Bakeman  for  to  see. 
She  stole  the  keys  of  her  father's  pri«o»». 

And  said  lord  Bakeman  she  would  s^1  trot 
She  went  unto  the  prison  door. 

And  opened  it  without  delay. 
Have  you  got  gold  or  have  you  got  silver  ? 

Have  you  got  houses  of  high  degree  >. 
What  will  you  give  to  the  fair  lady, 

If  she  from  bondage  will  set  you  frei  " 
Yes,  I've  got  gold,  and  I've  got  silver, 

And  Pve  got  houses  of  high  degree, 
1*11  give  them  all  to  the  fair  lady, 

If  she  from  bondage  set  me  free. 
It's  not  your  silver  nor  your  gold, 

Nor  yet  your  houses  of.high  degree, 
All  that  I  want  to  make  me  happy, 

And  all  I  crave  is  your  fair  body 
Let  us  make  a  bargain,  and  make  it  strong, 

For  seven  long  years  it  shall  stand, 
You  shall  not  wed  no  other  woman. 

Nor  I'll  not  wed  no  other  man. 


POPULAR    SUNOS.  173 

When  seven  long  years  were  gone  and  past. 

When  seven  long  years  were  at  an  end, 
She  packed  up  all  her  richest  clothing, 

Saying,  now  I'll  go  and  seek  my  friend. 
She  sailed  east,  she  sailed  west, 

Until  she  came  to  the  Indian  shore, 
And  there  she  never  could  be  contented, 

Till  for  her  true  love  she  did  enquire. 
She  did  enquire  for  lord  Bakeman's  palace 

At  every  corner  of  the  street, 
She  enquired  after  lord  Bakeman's  palace. 

Of  every  person  she  chanced  to  meet. 
And  when  she  came  to  lord  Bakeman's  palace 

She  knock'd  so  loud  upon  the  ring, 
There's  none  so  ready  as  the  brisk  young  porter 

To  rise  and  let  this  fair  lady  in. 
She  ask'd  if  this  was  lord  Bakeman's  palace. 

Or  is  the  lord  himself  within  ? 
kTes.  yes,  replied  the  brisk  young  porter, 

He  and  his  bride  have  just  entered  in. 
She  wept,  she  wept,  and  rung  her  hands. 

Crying,  alas  !   I  am  undone  ; 
I  wish  I  was  in  my  native  country. 

Across  the  seas  there  to  remain. 
Ask  him  to  send  me  one  ounce  of  bread, 

And  a  bottle  of  his  wine  so  strong, 
And  ask  him  if  he's  forgot  the  lady, 

That  set  him  free  from  his  iron  chain* 
1  The  porter  went  unto  his  master, 
I     And  bowed  low  upon  his  knees, 
■  Arise,  arise,  my  brisk  young  porter, 

And  tell  me  what  the  matter  is. 


174  POPULAR    SONGS.    | 

There  i.s  a  lady  stands  at  your  gate, 

And  she  doth  weep  most  bitterly. 
I  think  she  is  as  fine  a  creature, 

As  ever  I  wish  my  eyes  to  see. 
She's  got  more  rings  on  her  four  fingers, 

And  round  her  waist  has  diamond  strings. 
She's  got  more  gold  about  her  clothing, 

Thy  a  voir  new  bride  and  all  her  kin. 
She  wants  you  to  send  one  ounce  of  bread, 

And  a  bottle  of  your  wine  so  strong. 
And  asks  if  you  have  forgot  the  lady, 

That  set  you  free  from  your  prison  chains 
{ie  sT.iimjVd  his  foot  upon  the  floor, 

He  broke  the  table  in  pioces,  three, 
Here's  adieu  10  you  my  wedded  bride, 

For  this  fair  lady  I  will  go  and  see. 
Then  up  spoke  his  new  bride's  mother, 

And  she  was  a  lady  of  high  degree, 
'Tis  you  have  married  my  only  daughter. 

Well  she  is  none  the  worse  for  me. 
But  since  my  fair  one  has  arrived, 

A  second  wedding  there  shall  be  ; 
Your  daughter  came  on  a  horse  and  saddle, 

She  may  return  in  a  coach  and  three. 
He  took  this  fair  lady  by  the  hand, 

And  led  her  over  the  marble  stones  ; 
He  cnanged  ner  name  from  Susannan  fair, 

And  she  now  is  the  wife  of  lord  Bakema*} 
He  took  her  by  her  lilly  white  hand, 

And  led  her  through  from  room  to  room, 
He  chauged  her  name  from  Susannah  fair, 

And  she  is  called  the  wife  of  lord  Bakema i 


POPULAR    SONGS.  ■     175 


CAROLINE  OF  EDINBURG  TOWN. 

fame  all  young  men  and  maidens  attend  unto 

my  rhyme, 
Its  of  a  young   damsel,   who  was  scarcely    in 

her  prime ; 
^he  heat  the  hluahing  roses,  and  admired  hy  nil 

round, 
Was  lovely  young  Caroline  of  Edinburg  town 

Voung  Henry  was  a  Highland  man,  a  courting 

to  her  came, 
And  when  her  parents  came  to  know,  they  did 

not  like  the  same, 
Young  Henry  waa  offended,  and  unto  her  did 

say, 
Arise  my  dearest  Caroline,  and  with  me  run 

away. 

»Ve  will  both  go  to  London  love,  and  there  we'll 

wed  with  speed, 
And  then  lovely  Caroline,  shall  have  happiness 

indeed  « 


176  POPULAR    SOIUtS. 

How  enticed  by  young  Henry,  she  put  on   her 

other  gown, 
And  away  went  young  Caroline  of  Edinburg 

town. 

Over  hills  and  lofty  mountains  together  they  d^d 

r»am, 
In  time  arrived  in  London,  far  from  her  happy 

home ; 
She  saU  my  dearest  Henry,  pray  never  on  me 

frown, 
Or  you'll  break  the  heart  of  Caroline  of  Edin- 

burg  town. 

They  had  not  been  in  London  more  than  half 

a  year, 
When  hard-hearted  Henry  proved  too  severe; 
Said  Henry  I  will  go  to  sea,  your  friends  did  on 

me  frown, 
To  beg  your  way,  without  delay,  to  Edinburg 

town. 

The  fleet  is  fitting  out,  to  Spithead  "dropping 

down, 
And  I  will  join  the  fleet,  to  fight  for  king  and 

crown, 
The  gallant  tars  may  feel  the  scars,  or  in  the 

water  drown, 
Vet  1  never  will  again  return  to  Edinburg  town 

Then  many  a  day  she  passed  away  in  sorrow 

and  despair, 
Her  cheeks,  though  once  like  roses,  were  grown 

like  lillies  fair ; 


POPULAR    SONGb.  177 

"She  cried,  where  is  my  Henry,  and  often  did 

she  swoon, 
Crying  sad's  the  day  I  ran  away  from  Edin- 

burg  town. 
Oppressed  with  grief,  without  relief,  the  damsel 

she  did  go 
Into  the  woods  to  eat  such  fruit  as  on  the  busk 

es  grow — 
Some  strangers  they  did  pity  her,  and  some  did 

on  her  frown, 
\nd  some  did  say,  what  made  you  stray  from 

Edinburg  town. 
Beneath  a  lofty  spreading  oak,  this  maid  sat 

down  to  cry, 
\.  watching  of  the  gallant  ships  as  they  were 

passing  by ; 
She  gave  three  shrieks  for  Henry,  and  plung'o 

her  body  down, 
<nd  away  floated  Caroline  to  Edinburg  town. 
\  note,  likewise  her  bonnet,  she  left  upon  the 

shore, 
Ind  in  the  note  a  lock  of  hair,  with  the  word* 

1  am  no  more ; 
\nd  fast  asleep  I'm   in  the  deep,  the   fish   are 

watching  around, 
Once  comely  young  Caroline  of  Edinburg  town. 
Come  all  you  tender  parents,  ne'er  try  to  part 

true  love, 
YTon're  sure  ^o  see  in  some  degree,  the  ruin  it 

will  prove, 
Likewise  young  men  and  maidens,    ne'er  or 

your  lover's  frown, 
Think  on  the  fate  of  Caroline  of  Edinburg  town 


178  POPULAR    SONGS. 

THE  DAWNING  OF  THE  DAY. 

It  was  on  one  fine  morning,  all  in  the  summer 

time, 
Each  bush  and  tree  was  dross'd  in  green,  and 

aJleys  in  their  prime, 
Returning  homewards  from  awake  thro'  the 

fields  I  took  my  way, 
And  there  I  spied  a  pretty  fair  maid  at  the 

dawning  of  the  day. 
No  shoes  nor  stockings,  cap  nor  cloak,  this 

lovely  maid  did  wear, 
And  her  hair  like  shining  silver  twist,  lay  on 

her  shoulders  bare, 
With  milking  pails  all  in  her  hand,  so  nobly  and 

so  gay, 
She  did  appear  like  Venus  bright,  at  the  dawn- 

ing  of  the  day. 
Eler  cheeks  were  like  roses  in  bloom,  her  skin 

like  lillies  fair, 
Her  breath   was  like   lavender,  perfumed  with 

balmy  air, 
She  did  appear  like  Helen  fair,  or  Flora,  queen 

of  May, 
This  angel  bright  did  me  delight,  at  the  dawn 

ing  of  the  day. 
Where  are  you  going  my   pretty   maid,  where 

are  you  going  so  soon  ? 
"I'm  going  a  milking,  sir,"  said  she,  "all  in 

the  month  of  June, 
For  the  pasture  I  must  go  to,  it  is  so  far  away, 
That  1   must  be  there  each  morning,  at  the 

dawning  of  the  day.'* 


POPULAR    SONGS.  17$ 

Vou've  time  enough  my  dear,  said  I,  suppose  it 

wis  a  mile, 
•"•ome  sit  down  on  this  primrose  bank  and  let 

us  chat  awhile ; 
'  An  no,  kind  sir,  my  hurry  will  admit  of  no 

delay, 
Look  round  the  morning  breaks,  'tis  the  dawn- 

ing  of  the  day." 

)n  do  not  be  so  distant,  my  only  heart's  delight, 

^or  1,  aias,  am  wounded  all  by  your  beauty 
bright; 

'•  0  forbear,  dont  banter  me,"  this  lovely  maid 
dici  say, 

11  i  can't  suppose  you'd  me  seduce,  at  the  dawn- 
ing of  the  day." 

\s  thus  she  spoke,  my  arms  entwined  around 

her  lovely  waist, 
i  sat  her  on  a  primrose  bank,  I  there  did  her 

embrace ; 
•  Leave  off  your  freedom,  sir,"  said  she,  "and 

let  me  go  on  my  way, 
For  the  time  is  come,  I  must  be  gone,  it  is  the 

dawning  of  the  day." 

But  when  this  lovely  damsel  came  to  herself 
again, 

With  heavy  sighs  and  downcast  eyes,  she  sore- 
ly did  complain ; 

\nd  said  young  man,  I'm  much  afraid  that  you 
will  me  betray, 

My  virgin  bloom  you  got  so  soon,  at  the  dawn- 
ing of  the  day. 


180  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Wo  rose,  shook  hands  and  parted,  and  crossed 

o'er  the  plain, 
And  in  the  course  of  seven  months  we  there 

did  meet  again, 
She  seem'd  to  me  so  dropsical,  as  I  pass'd  o'er 

the  fay, 
And  carelessly  I  passed  her  at  the  dawning  of 

the  day. 

The  tears  run  down  her  rosy  cheeks,  and  biL 
terly  she  cried, 

And  said  young  man,  I  think  it's  time  that  I 
was  made  your  bride, 

Oh  !  make  good  the  damage  done,  as  you  bo- 
fore  did  say, 

And  don't  forget  the  time  we  met  at  the  dawn- 
ing  of  the  day. 

I  said  sweet  lovely  damsel,  I  hope  you'll  me 

excuse, 
For  to  join  with  you  in  wedlock's  band  indeed 

I  must  refuse, 
For  I've  been   lately  married  to  a  maid  near 

Bantry  Bay, 
By  whom  I  got  three  hundred  pounds,  at  the 

dawning  of  the  day. 

This  sudden  blunt  refusal  did  not  with  hei 
agree, 

I  think  you'll  gain  no  credit,  sir,  by  thus  delu- 
ding me, 

For  I  may  be  a  warning  to  other  maidens  gay, 

And  never  trust  a  man  alone,  at  the  dawning 
of  the  day. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  181 

WILLIAM  REILY'S  COURTSHIP. 

"if  ?as  on  a  pleasant  morning,  all  in  the  bloom 

of  spring, 
W  hen    as   the  cheerful   songsters   in  concert 

sweet  did  sing, 
The  primrose  and  the  daisy  bespangled  every 

lawn, 
In  an  arbour,  I  espied  my  dear  Coolen  Bawn. 

I  stood  awhile  amazed,  quite  struck  with  sur- 
prise, 

I  ).j  her  with  rapture  gazed,  while  from  her 
bright  eyes, 

She  6hot  such  killing  glances,  my  heart  away 
was  drawn, 

She  ravish'd  all  my  senses,  my  fair  Coolen 
Bawn. 

( tremblingly  addressed  her,  hail,  matchless  fair 
maid, 

You  have  with  grief  oppress'd  me,  and  I  am 
much  afraid, 

Except  you  cure  my  anguish,  which  now  is  in 
its  dawn, 

You'll  cause  my  sad  overthrow,  my  sweet  Cool- 
en Bawn. 

Then  with  a  gentle  smile  she  replied  unto  me 
I  cannot  tyrannize,  dear  Willie,  over  thee; 
My  father  he  is  wealthy,  and  gives  severe  com 

mand. 
If  you  but  gain  his  favour,  I'll  be  your  Coolen 

Bawn. 


!92  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Id  rapture  I  embraced  her,  we  swore  eternal 

love, 
And   nought   should   separate   us,  except  the 

pow'r  above ; 
I  hired  with  her  father,  and  left  my  friends  ano 

land, 
That  with  pleasure   I  might  gaze  on  my   fail 

Coolen  Bawn. 
I  served  him  a  twelvemonth,  right  faithfully 

and  just, 
Although  not  used  to  labour,  was  true  to  my 

trust ; 
1  valued  not  my  wages,  I  would  not  it  demand, 
For  I  could  live  for  ages  with  my  Coolen  Bawn 
One  morning,  as  her  father  and  I  walked  out 

alone, 
I  asked  him  for  his  daughter,  saying,  sir,  it  is 

well  known, 
I  have  a  well-stock'd  farm,  five  hundred  pounde 

in  hand, 
Which  I'll  share  with  your  daughter,  my  fair 

Coolen  Bawn. 
Her  father  full  of  anger,  most  scornfully  did 

frown, 
Saying,  here  are  your  wages,  now,  sir,  depart 

the  town, 
Increasing  still  his  anger,he  bid  mequick  begone 
For  none  but  a  rich  squire  shall  wed  my  Coolen 

Bawn. 
I  went  unto  his  daughter,  and  told  her  my  sad 

tale, 
Oppress*d  with  grief  and  anguish,  we  both  did 

weep  an-d  wail : 


POPULAR    SONGS.  183 

She  said,  my  dearest  Reily,  the  thought  1  caul 
withstand, 

That  in  sorrow  you  should  leave  me,  your  deal 
Coolen  Bawn. 

\  horse  I  did  get  ready,  in  the  silent  night, 
Having  no  other  remedy,  we  quickly  took  our 

flight, 
The  horse  he  chanced  to  stumble,  and  threw 

both  along, 
Confused,  and  sorely  bruised,  me  and  my  dear 

Coolen  Bawn. 

Again  wo  quickly  mounted,  and  swiftly  rode 
away, 

O'er  bills  and  lofty  mountains,  we  traveled 
night  and  day. 

kier  father  swift  pursued  us,  with  his  well  cho- 
sen band, 

And  I  was  overtaken,  with  my  fair  Cooleo 
Bawn. 

Ootumitted  straight  to  prison,  there  to  lament 

and  wail, 
.ind  litter  my  complaints  to  a  dark  and  dismal 

jail, 
Loaded    with  heavy   irons,  'till  my  trial   shalJ 

come  on, 
But   I'll  bear  their  utmost  malice,   for  my  dear 

Coolen  Bawn. 

If  it  should  please  kind  fortune  once  mo^e  to 

set  me  free, 
For  well  I  know  my  charmer  is  constant  nnto 

me, 


184  POPULAR    SONUS. 

Spite  of  her  father's   anger,    his   cruelty    and 

scorn, 
[  hope  to  wed  my  heart's  delight,  my  dear  Cool 

en  Bawn. 

reily's  trial. 

Come,  rise  up,  William  Reily,  and  come  along 

with  me, 
I  mean  for  to  go  with  you,  and  leave  this  coun 

try; 
I'll  forsake  my  father's  dwelling,  his  houses  and 

rich  land, 
And  go  along  with  you.  love,  your  dear  Coolen 

Bawn. 
Over  lofty  hills  and  mountains,  along  the  lor»e. 

some  dales, 
Through    shady    groves    and    fountains,    rich 

meadows  and  sweet  vales, 
We  climb'd  the  rugged  woods,  and  rid  o'er  si. 

lent  lawn, 
But   I    was  overtaken   with   my  dear  Coolen 

Bawn. 
They  hurried  me  to  prison,  my  hands  and  feet 

they  bound, 
Confin'd  me  like  a  murderer,  with  chains  unto 

the  ground ; 
But  this  hard,  cruel  treatment,  most  cheerfully 

I'll  stand, 
Ten  thousand  ^eaths  I'd  suffer,  for  my  dearest 

Coolen  Bawn. 
In  came  the  jailor's  son,  and  to  Reily  he  did  say, 
Rise  up,  unhappy  Reily,  you  must  appear  to-day. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  185 

Proud   squire   Falliard's  anger   and  power  to 

withstand, 
I  fear  you'll  suffer  sorely,  for  your  dear  Coolen 

Bawn. 
This  is  the  news,    young  Reily,  last  night  I 

heard  of  thee : 
The  lady's  oath  will  hang  you,  or  else  will  se1 

you  free. 
[f  that  is  true,  said  Reily,  some  hopes  begin  to 

dawn, 
.     For  I  never  can  be  injured  by  my  dear  Coolen 

Bawn. 
The  lady  she  is  sensible,  and  her  tender  youth, 
If  Reily  has  deluded  her,  she  will  declare  the 

truth  ; 
Then,  like  a  spotless  angel,  before  them  she  did 

stand, 
You  are  welcome  here,  said  Reily,  my  dear 

Coolen  Bawn. 
Next  spoke  the  noble  Fox,  who  stood  attentive 

by, 

Gentlemen  of  the  jury,  for  justice  we  reply, 
To  hang  a  man  for  love,  is  foul  murder,  you 

may  see, 
So  save  the  life  of  Reily,  and  banish'd  let  him 

be. 
Then  spoke  the  lovely  lady,  with  tears  in  hei 

eyes, 
The  fault  is  not  sweet  Reily's,   on  me  alone  it 

lies  ; 
I  made  him  leave  his  home,  sirs,  and  go  along 

with  me, 
I  love  him  to  distraction,  such  is  my  destiny. 


186  POPULAR    SONGS. 

The  noble  lord  repli'd,  we  may  let  the  prieone? 

The  lady  hath  quite  clear'd  him,  the  jury  wel 

doth  know, 
She  has  releas'd  young  Reily,  the  bill  must  be 

withdrawn, 
Then  set  at  large  the  lover  of  the  fair  Coolen 

Bawn. 

But  stop,  my  lord,  he  stole  her  bright  jewels  and 

nice  rings, 
Gold  watch-,  and  diamond  buckles,  with  many 

costly  things : 
I  gave  them  to   my   daughter; — they   cost  8 

thousand  pound, 
When  Reily  was  first  taken,  those  things  witb 

him  were  found. 

She  said,  my  lord,  I  gave  them  in  token  of  trui 

love, 
He  never  stole  my  jewels,  I  swear  by  all  above ' 
If  you  have  got  them,  Reily,   pray  send  them 

home  to  me ; 
I  will,  my  generous  lady,  with  my  thanks  said 

he. 

There  is  a  ring  amongst  them,  I  wish  for  you 

to  wear, 
Tis  set  with  costly  diamonds,  and  plaited  witb 

my  hair  ; 
\.s  a  token  of  true  friendship,  wear  it  on  your 

right  hand, 
Think  of  my  broken  heart,  love,  when  in  8 

foreign  land. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  18*7 

ttBlLV'S     ANSWER,     RELEASEMENT    AND    MARRTAQB 
WITH    COOLEN     BAWN 

You    tender-hearted   lovers,   attend    unto    my 

theme, 
The  hardships  of  young  Reily  I  mean  now  to 

explain, 
Who,  for  stealing  of  an  heiress,  before  the  court 

did  stand, 
Ordered  for  transportation  into  a  foreign  land. 

The  daughter  of  Squire  Falliard,  this  lady  pro 
ved  to  be, 

A.s  blooming  as  an  angel,  and  born  of  high  de- 
gree ; 

For  her,  young  William  Reily,  both  night  and 
day  doth  wail, 

Loaded  with  heavy  irons,  confined  in  Sligo  jaiL 

Like  some  poor  malefactor,  transported  he  must 

be ; 
The  lady  cries,  dear  Reily,  your  face  I  ne'er 

shall  see, 
Cruel-hearted  father,  thou  art  the  only  one 
That   banish'd  William  Reily  from    his   dear 

Coolen  Bawn. 

Her  father  in  a  passion,  unto  the  lady  said, 
For  your  foul  disobedience,  you  shall  be  con- 

vey'a 
Unto  a  lonesome  chamber,  there  to  repent  the 

deed, 
Twelve  months  on  bread  and  water,  you  ehalJ 

be  forc'd  to  feed. 


158  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Then  unto  a  dark  chamber,  his  daughter  he  did 

hie, 
With  nothing  but  coarse  blankets  and  straw » 

whereon  to  lie ; 
She  cried,  dear  William  Reily,  'tis  for  my  sake 

alone, 
That  you  with  grief  and  sorrow,  in  Sligo  jail 

doth  moan. 

Three  nights  this  lovely  lady  in  grief  and  sor- 
row  spent, 

'Till  overcome  with  anguish,  she  quite  distract- 
ed went ; 

She  wrung  her  hands  and  tore  her  hair,  crying, 
my  only  dear, 

My  cruel-hearted  father  has  used  you  most  se- 
vere. 

Unto  a  private  mad  house,  they  hurried  her 

away, 
Where  she  was  heard  each  morning,   for  to 

weep  and  pray ; 
Her  chains  loud  she'd  rattle,  and  then  she'd  cry 

and  rave, 
For  me,  poor  William  Reily  is  treated  like  a 

slave. 

A.las  !  dear  William  Reily,  if  I  once  more  could 

see, 
From  my  hard  father's  anger,  I'd  try  to  set  him 

free ; 
Pd  enfold  him  in  my  arms,  from  him  I  ne'er 

would  part ;  ^ 

Although  I'm  here  cormn'd,  young  Reily  has 

my  heart. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  189 

Now  we  will  leave  this  fair  one,  in  sorrow  for 

to  wail, 
And  speak  of  William  Reily,  confin'd  In  Sligo 

jaU, 
Who,  with  twenty  other  criminals,  to  Dublin 

march'd  away, 
To  enter  on  board  a  transport,  bound  straight 

to  Botany  Bay. 

When  in  Dublin  they  arriv'd,  they  were  con- 

vey'd  to  jail, 
Until  the  transport  ship  should  be  ready  for  to 

sail. 
Poor  ReiV  cried,  squire  Falliard,  cruel-hearted 

man, 
In  Bedlam  lies  your  daughter,  my  fair  Coolen 

Bawn. 

But  fortune  to  poor  Reily,  happen'd  to  prove 

kind, 
For  while  he  lay  in  irons,  a  thought   came  in 

his  mind ; 
A.  petition  from  the  prison,  he  to  the  castle  sent, 
Unto  the   lord  lieutenant,  whose  heart  it  did 

relent. 

The   noble  lord  lieutenant,  did  to  the  prison 

haste, 
A  nd  there  young  William   Reily,   he  speedily 

releas'd ; 
With  him  into  Bedlam,  straightway  he  weni 

anon, 
likewise  releas'd  his  jewel,  the  fair    Coolen 

Bawn 


190  POPULAR    SONGS. 

As  soon  as  the  lady  her  true  love  did  behold, 
She  in  her  snowy  arms,  young  Reily  did  enfold, 
Her  senses  quick  reviv'd,  they  for  a  parson  sent, 
Who  married  this  young  couple  to  their  hearts 

content. 
A  license  from  the  primate  was  got  immediately, 
And  constant  WilliamReily  was  wea  to  his  lady, 
A   feast  was  then  prepared,   which  Listed  foui 

days  long ; 
Success  attend  young  Reily,  and  his  fair  Cool 

en  Bawn. 
Soon  as  her  father  heard  it,  his  heart  it  did  re 

lent; 
He  cried,  for  my  offences,  I  sorely  do  repent, 
No  mortal,  sure,  can  hinder  what  heaven  dotl 

decree, 
And  then  straight  off  for  Dublin,  he  rode  im- 

mediately. 
Soon  as  he  into  Dublin,  to  the  young  coupk 

came, 
He  said,  my  dearest  children,  I  have  been  much 

to  blame, 
But  now  you  shall  live  happy,  with  me  in  Sligo 

town, 
A  fortune  I  will  give  you  of  thirty  thousand 

pound. 
And,  as  it  is  God's  will  that  I  have  no  child  but 

thoe, 
[  beg  it  as  a  blessing  that  you  will  live  with  me, 
And  at  my  death  you  shall  possess  my  housed 

and  {ree  land ; 
My   blessings  on  you,  Reily,  and  your   dear 

Coolen  Bawn. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  I9i 


THE  BONNY  LIGHT  HORSEMAN. 
You  wives,  maids,  and  widows,  I  pray  givo  at 

tention, 
Unto  these  few  lines  I'm  going  to  mention. 
Of  a  maid  in  distraction  that's  now  going   U 

wander, 
She  relies  upon  George  for  the  loss  of  her  lover 
Broken  hearted  I'll  wander  for  the  loss  of 

my  lover. 
My  bonny  light  horseman  was  slain  in  the 
war. 
Three  years  and    six   months    he   went   from 

England's  shore, 
My  bonny  light   horseman  will    I  never   see 

more, 
When  he  mounted  on  horseback  so  gallant  and 

bravi, 
And  among  the  whole  regiment  respected  foe 
was, 

Broken  hearted,  Slo. 


192  POPULAR    SONGS. 

I  will  dress  in  man's  apparel,  to  the  regimen^ 

I  will  go, 
I  will  be  a  true  subject  and  fight  all  his  foes, 
1  will  count  it  an  honour  if  I  could  obtain 
For  to  die  in  the  field  where  my  true  love  was 

slain. 

Broken  hearted,  &c 

Had  I  the  wiugs  ot  an  eagie  into  the  air  I  would 

fly. 

A  would  cross  the  seas  where  my  true  love  doth 

lie, 
i  nd  with  my  tona  wings  1  would  bear  on  hie 

grave, 
And  kiss  his  cold  lips  that  are  pale  in  the  clay. 
Broken  hearted,  &a 

Now  the  dove  she  laments  for  the  loss  of  hei 

mate, 
Oh !  where  shall  I  wander,  my  true  love,  she 

said, 
There's  no  mortal  breathing  my  favour  shali 

gain, 
Since  my  bonny   light  horseman  in  the  war? 

lie  was  slain. 

Broken  hearted,  &c 

When  Bony  commanded  his  men  how  to  stand. 
And  proud  wav'd  his    banners   all  gaily   md 

grand, 
He  fixed  his  cannon  the  victory  to  gain, 
But  my  bonny  light  horseman   in  battle  *us 

slain. 

Broken  hearted.  &c 


POPULAR    SONGS.  193 


THE  MEN  OF  KENT. 

When  Harold  was  invaded, 

And,  falling,  lost  his  crown, 
And  Norman  William  waded, 

Through  gore  to  pull  him  down : 
When  counties  round,  with  feai  profound. 

To  mend  their  sad  condition, 
And  lands  to  save,  base  homage  gave, 

Bold  Kent  made  no  submission. 
Sing,  sing,  in  praise  of  men  of  Kent, 

So  loyal,  brave,  and  free  : 
Mongst  Britain's  race  if  one  surpass, 

A  man  of  Kent  is  *:e 

The  hardy  stout  freeholders, 

That  know  the  tyrant  near, 
Cn  girdles  and  on  shoulders 

A  grove  of  oaks  did  bear  ; 
Whom  when  he  saw  in  battle  draw, 

And  thought  how  he  might  need  'em, 
He  turn'd  his  arms,  allow'd  their  telDbfl 

Replete  with  noble  freedom. 

Then  sing  in  pnise,  &c 

And  when,  by  barons  wrangling 

Hot  faction  did  increase, 
And  vile  intestine  jangling 

Had  banish'd  England's  peace, 
The  men  of  Kent  to  battle  went, 

Thoy  fear'd  no  wild  confusion, 


194  POPULAR    SUNOS. 

But,  join'd  with  York,  soon  did  the  work, 
And  made  a  bless'd  conclusion. 

Then  sing  in  praise,  &c 

At  hunting,  or  the  race  too, 

They  sprightly  vigour  show  ; 
And,  at  a  female  chace  too, 

None  like  a  Kentish  beau. 
All  bless'd  with  health ;  and,  as  for  wealth 

By  fortune's  kind  embraces, 
A  yeoman  gray  shall  oft  outweigh 

A  knight  in  other  places. 

Then  sing  in  praise,  &c 

The  gcn'rous,  brave,  and  hearty, 

All  o'er  the  shire  we  find  ; 
And  for  the  low-chnrch  party, 

They're  of  the  brightest  kind. 
For  king  and  laws  the  prop  the  cause 

Which  high-church  has  confounded  ! 
They  love  with  height  the  moderate  right, 

But  hate  the  crop-ear'd  round. head. 

Then  sing  in  praise,  &c. 

The  promised  land  of  blessing, 

For  our  fore-fatbers  meant, 
[s  now  in  sight  possessing, 

For  Canaan  sure  was  Kent. 
The  dome  at  Knoll,  by  same  enroll'd, 

The  church  at  Canterbury, 
The  hops,  the  beer,  the  cherries,  here, 

May  fill  a  famous  story. 

Then  sing  in  praise,  tec 


POPULAR    SONGS'. 


ID- 


SARAH  MARIA  CORNELL 

r(ind  christians  all  I  pray  attend, 
To  those  few  lines  that  I  have  penn'd  ; 
While  I  relate  the  murdered  fate, 
That  did  awaite  poor  Cornell's  end. 

Wis*    SARAH  CORNELL  was  her  name 
Whose  bade  deceit  has  brought  to  shame, 
V'our  hearts  in  sympathy  must  bleed, 
shepherds  "murder  lambs  indeed. 

A    Rev.  Mr.  Avery  sure 

A  teacher  of  the  Gospel  pure, 

Stands  charged  with  murder  to  the  test, 

Seduction  too,  in  part  confessed. 

First  inquest  he  was  set  at  large, 

From  circumstances  there's  further  charge  ; 

Soon  after  that  the  deed  was  done, 

He  ran  away  the  law  to  shun 


196  POPULAR    SONUS. 

But  blood  for  blood  aloud  doth  3ry, 

All  murderer's  too,  must  surely  die: 

Three  hundred  dollars  of  reward, 

To  bring  this  Avery  to  the  charge. 

He  60on  was  taken,  and  with  speed, 

Must  answer  for  the  fatal  deed  ; 

Now  in  Rhode  Island,  bound  is  he, 

In  May,  to  wait  his  destiny. 

Me  thought  I  heard  her  spirit  say, 

"  Remember  Cornell's  end  I  pray, 

And  let  no  one  reflection  make, 

Upon  my  friends,  for  my  poor  sake. 

u  Let  woman's  weakness  plead  my  cause, 

When  cruel  men  break  nature's  laws  ; 

Oft  man  by  man  is  much  deceiv'd, 

What  tongue  would  not  my  weakness  plea^ 

w  Knew  you  but  half  the  artful  way, 

My  base  betrayer  lod  me  astray  : 

The  best  may  slip,  the  cautious  fall, 

He's  more  than  man  ne'er  erred  at  all. 

u  Ye  maidens  all,  both  old  and  young, 

Trust  not  to  men's  false  flatt'ring  tongue: 

To  know  a  man,  pray  know  his  life, 

How  few  there  are  deserve  a  wife. 

'*Tho'  doom'd  I  am  to  awful  end, 

I  crave  the  prayers  of  rfvery  friend. 

That  my  poor  spirit  may  be  blest, 

And  with  my  God  in  heaven  rest. 

**  Yet  to  conclude  this  mournful  song. 

These  lines  I  pray  remember  long, 

Adieu  !  my  friends,  pray  don't  repine 

Example's  yours,  experience  mine.** 


I'OPl'LAK    SONGS.  197 


THE  'PRENTICE  BOY. 

As  down  in  cupkl's  garden  for  pleasure  I  did 

walk, 
I  heard  two  loyal  lovers  most  sweetly  for  to  talk 
It  was  a  brisk  young  lady,  and  her   'prentice 

boy, 
And  in  private  thoy  were  courting,  for  he  was 

all  hor  joy-. 

He  said,  dear  honour'd  lady,  I  am  your  'prentice 

boy, 
How  ever  can  I  think  a  fair  lady  to  enjoy  ; 
His  cheeks  as  rea  as  roses,  his  humour  kind  and 

free, 
She  said,  dear  youth,  if  e'er  I  wed,  I'll  surely 

marry  thee. 

But  when  her  parents  came  this  to  understand, 
They  did  this  young  man  banish  to  some  fo- 

reign  land, 
While  she  lay  broken-hearted,  lamenting  she 

did  cry, 
For  my  honest,  charming  'prentice,  a  maid  I'D 

live  and  die. 

This  young  man  to  a  merchant  a  waiting-mar 

was  bound, 
And  by  his  good  behaviour  great  fortune  there 

he  found  ; 
He  soon  became  his  butler,  which   prompted 

him  to  fame, 
And  for  careful  conduct  the  steward  he  became 


198  POPULAR    SONGS. 

For  a  ticket  in  a  lottery  his  money  he  put  do\vn,% 
And  there  he  gain'd  a  prize  of  twenty  thousand 

pounds ; 
rVith  store  of  gold  and  silver,  he  paek'd  up  hi? 

clothes,  indeed, 
And  to  England  return'd,  to  his  true  love  wit/ 


He  offered  kind  embraces,  but  she  flew  fron.  hit 

arms, 
No  lord,  duke,  or  nobleman,  shall  e'er  enjoy  my 

charms ; 
The  love  of  gold  is  cursed,  great  riches  I  decry, 
For  my  horfest,  charming  'prentice,  a  maid  1*11 

live  and  die. 

He  said,  dear  honour'd  lady,  I  have  been  in  your 

arms, 
This  is  the  ring  you  gave,  for  toying  in  your 

charms, 
You.  vow'd  if  e'er  you   married,  your  love  J 

should  enjoy, 
Your  father  did  me  banish,  I  was  your  'pren 

tice  boy. 

When  she  beheld  his  features,  she  flew  into  his 

arms, 
With  kisses  out  of  measure,  she  did  enjoy  his 

charms, 
Then   so  through    cupid's  garden,    a  road  to 

church  they  found, 
And  there  in  virtuous  pleasure  in  iiymen'3  bans 

were  bound. 


POPULAR    SONGS 


199 


RINORDINE. 

One  evening  as  I  rambled 
Two  miles  below  Pomroy, 
I  met  a  farmer's  daughter, 
All  on  the  mountains  high  ; 
I  said  my  pretty  fair  maiden, 
Your  beauty  shines  most  clear, 
And  upon  these  lonely  mountains, 
I'm  glad  to  meet  you  here. 

She  said,  young  man,  be  civil, 
My  company  forsake, 
For  to  my  great  opinion, 
I  fear  you  are  a  rake  ; 
And  if  my  parents  should  know, 
My  life  they  would  destroy, 
For  keeping  of  your  company, 
All  on  the  mountains  high. 

I  said,  my  dear,  I  am  no  rake. 
But  brought  up  in  Venus'  train, 
And  looking  out  for  concealments 
All  in  the  judge's  name  ; 
Your  beauty  has  ensnared  me, 
I  cannot  pass  you  by, 
And  with  my  gun  I'll  guard  vyou 
Ail  on  the  mountains  high. 


200  POPULAR   SONGS. 

This  pretty  little  thing, 

She  feJl  into  amaze  ; 

With  her  eyes  as  bright  as  amber, 

Upon  me  she  did  gaze  ; 

Her  cherry  cheeks  agfl  ruby  lips, 

They  lost  their  former  dye, 

And  then  she  fell  into  my  arms ; 

All  on  the  mountains  high. 

I  had  but  kissed  her  once  or  twice, 
Till  she  came  too  again  ; 
She  modestly  then  asked  me, 
Pray,  sir,  what  is  your  name 
If  you  go  to  yonder  forest, 
My  castle  you  will  find, 
Wrote  in  ancient  history; 
My  name  is  Rinordine. 

I  said,  my  pretty  fair  maiden, 

Don't  let  your  parents  know, 

For  if  ye  do,  they'll  prove  my  ruin, 

And  fatal  overthrow ; 

But  when  you  come  to  look  for  me 

Perhaps  you'll  not  me  find, 

But  I'll  be  in  my  castle ; 

And  call  for  Rinordine. 

Come,  all  ye  pretty  fair  maidens, 

A  warning  take  by  me, 

And  be  sure  you  quit  night  walking 

And  shun  bad  company; 

For  if  you  don't,  you'll  surely  rue 

Until  the  day  you  die, 

And  beware  of  meeting  Rinor, 

All  on  the  mountains  high. 


popular   som;s.  20) 


LAVENDER  GIRL. 

Kb  the  sun  climbs  over  the  hill, 
When  the  sky  larks  sings  so  cherrily 

I  my  little  basket  fill, 
And  trudge  along  the  village  merrily. 
Light  my  bosom,  light  my  heart, 

I  but  laugh  at  Cupids  dart, 
I  keep  my  mother,  myself  and  brother, 
By  trudging  along  to  sell  my  lavender. 

Ladies  try  it,  come  and  buy  it, 

Never  saw  ye  nicer  lavender; 
Ladies  try  it, 
Try  it,  try  it,  come,  come,  buy  my  kivendej 

Ere  the  gentry  quit  their  beds, 

Foes  to  health  I'm  wisely  keeping  it, 
Oft  I  earn  my  daily  bread 

And  sit  beneath  the  hedge  partaking  it. 

Ne'er  repining  ne'er  distress'd, 

Tell  me  then  if  I'm  not  bless'd, 

Tho'  not  wealthy,  I'm  young  and  heilthy 

And  only  care  to  sell  my  lavender. 

Ladies  try  it,  come  and  buy  it, 
Never  saw  ye  nicer  lavender  ; 
Ladies  try  it, 

Try  it,  try  it,  come,  come-  buy  my  lavender 


202  POPULAR    SONGb. 

DRUMMER  BOY  OF  WATERLOO 

Air. — "  Woodland  Mary." 

When  battle  lous'd  each  warlike  band, 

And  carnage  loud  her  trumpet  blew, 
Young  Edwin  left  his  native  land, 

A  drummer  boy  for  Waterloo. 
His  mother,  when  his  lips  she  prefls'd, 

And  bade  her  noble  boy  adieu, 
With  wringing  hands  and  aching  breast, 

Beheld  him  march  for  Waterloo. 

With  wringing  hands,  &c 

But  he  that  knew  no  infant  fears, 

His  knapsack  o'er  his  shoulder  threw, 
And  cried,  *  dear  mother,  dry  those  tears, 

Till  I  return  from  Waterloo.' 
He  went — and  e'er  the  set  of  sun 

Beheld  our  arms  the  foe  subdue, 
The  flash  of  death — the  murd'rous  gun, 

Had  laid  him  low  at  Waterloo. 

The  flash  of  death,  &c 


"O  comrades  !  comrades  !"  Edwin  cried, 

And  proudly  beam'd  his  eye  of  blue, 
44  Go,  tell  my  mother,  Edwin  died, 

A  soldier's  death  at  Waterloo." 
They  plac'd  his  head  upon  his  drum, 

And  'neath  tne  moonlight's  mournful  hum 
When  night  had  still'd  the  battle's  hum, 

They  dug  his  grave  at  Waterloo. 

When  night  had  stilFd,  £c 


POPULAR    SONGS.  80S 


REMEMBER  THE   POOR. 

Now  winter  is  come  with  his  cold  chilly  breath, 

And  the  verdure  has  dropt  from  the  trees, 
All  nature  seems  touch'd  with  the  finger  of  death 

And  the  streams  are  beginning  to  freeze, 
When   wanton  young  lads  o'er  the  river  car 
slide, 

And  Flora  attends  us  no  more  ; 
When  in  plenty  you  set  by  a  good  fire-side, 

Sure  you  ought  to  remember  the  poor. 

When  the  cold  feathered  snow  does  in  plenty 
descend, 
And  whiten  the  prospect  around, 
When  the  keen  cutting  wind  from  the  north 
shall  attend, 
Hard  chilling  and  freezing  the  ground; 
When   the  hills  and  the  dales   are  all  candied 
with  white, 
When  the  rivers  congeal  to  the  shore ; 
When  the  bright  twinkling  stars  shall  proclaim 
a  cold  night, 
Then  remember  the  state  of  the  poor. 


204  POPULAR    SONGS. 

When  tho  poor  harmless  hare  may  be  tracM  to 

the  wood, 
By  her  footsteps  indented  in  snow, 
When  the  lips  and  the  fingers  are  starting  in 

blood,  * 

•  When  the  marksmen  a  cock-shooting  go, 
When  the  poor  robin  red-breast  approaches  tlu 

cot, 
When  the  icicles  hang  at  the  door  ; 
When  the  bowl  smokes  with  something  reviving 

and  hot, 
That's  the  time  to  remember  the  poor. 

When  a  thaw  shall  ensue,  and  the  waters  in. 
crease, 
And  the  rivers  all  insolent  grow, 
When  the  fishes  from  prison  obtain  a  release, 

When  in  danger  the  travellers  go  ; 
When   Xhe   meadows   are  hid  with  tho  proud 
swelling  flood, 
When  the  bridges  are  useful  no  more, 
When  in  health  you  enjoy  every  thing  that  is 
good, 
Can  you  grumble  to  think  on  the  poor. 

Soon  the  day  will  be  here,  when  a  Saviour  uas 
born, 

All  the  world  should  agree  as  one  voice, 
All  nations  'mite  to  salute  the  bless'd  morn, 

All  ends  of  the  earth  shall  rejoice. 
Grim  death  is  deprived  of  his  all  killing  sting, 

And  the  grave  is  triumphant  no  more, 
Saints,  angels,  and  men,  hallelujah's  shall  sing. 

And  the  rich  shall  remember  tho  poor. 


POPULAR    SONUS. 


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BUONAPARTE  ON  ST.  HELENA. 

Bony  he  is  gone  from  the  wars  of  all  fighting 
He  has  gone  to  the  place  he  never  took  deligh. 

Ol,  there  he  may  sit  down  and  tell  the  seems 

he's  seen,  all ! 
While  forlorn  he  doth  mourn  on  the  isle  ot  »V 

Helena. 

Louisa  does  mourn  for  husband  departed, 
She  dreams,  when  ehe  sleep-.,  and  she  wake* 

broken  hearted  ;  r  • 

Not  a  friend  to  console  her,  even   those  that 

might  be  with  her, 
But  she  mourns  when  she  thinks  of  the  isle  ol 

St.  H<  ena. 


*M36  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Come  all  ye  that  have  got  wealth,  pray  beware 

of  ambition, 
For  it  is  a  decree  in  fate  that  might  change 

your  condition ; 
Be  ye  stedfast  in  time,  for  what  is  to  come  ye 

know  not ; 
For  fear  you  might  be  changed,  like  he,  on  the 

isle  of  St.  Helena. 

The  rude  rushing  waves,  all  aroand  the  shores 

are  washing, 
And  the  great  billows  heave,  and  the  wild  rocks 

dashing, 
He  may  look  to  the  moon  of  the  great  Mount 

Diana, 
With  his  eyes  o'er  the  waves  that  around  St 

Helena. 

No  more  in  St.  Clouds,  he  will  be  seen  in  such 

splendour, 
Or  go  on  with  his  crowds  with  the  great  Alex 

ander, 
For  the  young  king  of  Rome,  and  the  Prince 

of  Ganah, 
Says  he  will  bring  his  father  home  from  the. 

isle  of  St.  Helena. 

The  Parliaments  of  England  and  your  Holy 
Alliance, 

To  a  prisoner  of  war  you  may  now  bid  defiance 

For  your  base  intrigues  and  your  baser  misde- 
meanors, 

Have  caused  him  to  die  on  the  isle  of  St.  He- 
lea  a. 


POPULAR    SOISGS.  20*) 

TALL  YOUNG  OYSTERMAN. 
Theie  was  a  tall  young  oystorman,  livM  by  the 

river  side, 
His  shop  was  built  upon  tho  bank,  his  boat  was 

on  the  tide, 
The  daughter  of  a  fisherman,  that  was  so  tali 

and  slim, 
Liv'd  over  on  the  other  side,  right  opposite  to 

him. 

Tol  de  rol  de  rol  de  rol  de  ri  do. 

It  was  this  pensive  oysterman  that  saw  n  lovr-h 

maid, 
One  moonlight  evening,  a  setting  in  theshad*,, 
He  saw  her  wave  her  handkerchief,  as  much  u 

if  to  say, 
There's   plenty  time  for  courting,   and    dady  ^ 

gone  away. 
Up  rose  this  pensive  oystormon,  and  to  himscll 

said  he, 
I'd   better  leave  my  skiff  behind    for   fear  that 

folks  should  see, 
I've  read  it  in  a  story  book  that  for  to  kiss  hiiri 

dear, 
Leander  swam  the  Hellespont,  and  I  will  swim 

this  here. 
Then  he  popped  into  the  waves,  and  then  h<. 

crossed  the  stream, 
And  then  he  clamber'd  up  the  rocks  all  in  the 

moonlight's  beam, 
But  the  moon  that  instant  shone  out  bright,  be 

sure  it  was  a  sin, 
Soon  they  heard  the  didy's  step,  and  he  pops  in 

again. 


208  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Op  spoke  the  ancient  fisherman,  what  waa  that 

my  daughter  ? 
Twas  nothing  but  a  brickbat  sir,  that  I  chuck'd 

in  the  water, 
But  what  is  that  funny  thing  that  paddle's  ofl 

so  fast  ? 
It's    nothing  but    a    porpoise   sir,   that's  been 

swimming  past. 

Out  spoke  the  ancient  fisherman,  get  me  my 
harpoon, 

I'll  get  into  my  fishing  boat  and  fix  the  fellow 
soon, 

Down  falls  the  lovely  damsel,  as  falls  a  slaugh- 
ter'd  flock, 

Her  hair  drop'd  round  her  pallid  cheeks  like  sea 
weed  on  a  rock. 

Alas,  for  those  loving  ones,  she  woke  not  from 

her  swoon, 
And  he   was  taken  with  the  cramp  and  in  the 

water  drown, 
But  fate  had  metamorphosed  them  in  pity  of 

their  wo,  • 

N"ow  they  keep   an    oyster  shop  for  mermaid* 

down  below. 

And  for  this  ancient  fisherman  that  caused  their 
sad  fate, 

The  grief  that  filPd  his  bleeding  heart  was  hor- 
rid to  relate, 

He  threw  his  harpoon  on  the  ground  closo  by 
his  daughter's  side, 

And  then  he  popp'd  into  the  waves,  Hck'd  the 
buchct  and  died 


POPULAR    SONGS.  209 


PHILADELPHIA  FIREMAN'S  SONG. 

There's  nothing  under  the  sun  that  I  love  so 
well  as  to  fires  to  run — 

As  to  work  when  they  are  burning,  boys — re- 
joice when  they  are  done — 

There's  no  enjoyment  on  the  earth  that  with  it 
can  compare. 

Oh !  its  my  delight,  any  sort  of  a  night,  in  all 
seasons  of  the  year. 

I  begun  when  I  was  a  youngster,  about  as  high 

as  your  knee, 
[  thought  the  State  House  Bell,  my  boys,  a  sig. 

nal  for  fine  glee ; 
And  when  I  caught  hold  of  the  rope,  I  made 

the  members  stare, 

Oh  !  its  my  delight,  &c. 

As  soon  as  I  was  apprenticed,  I  wished  that  I 

was  free, 
Because  my  boss  would   ne'er  consent  to  my 

going  to  fires,  d'ye  see ; 
But  I  minded  nought  that  he  could  say— for 

him  I  didn't  care, 

Oh  !  its  my  delight,  &c. 

As  soon  as  I  was  old  enough  to  join  a  company, 
I  got  proposed,  and  elected,  boys,  three  years 

before  I  was  free  , 
And  have  been  running  ever  since,  as  hard  as 

I  could  tear, 

Oh  J  its  my  delight,  &c. 


210  POPULAR    SONGS. 

We  care  not  for  the  weather,  boys,  but  go  on 

each  alarm, 
And  do  our  duty  nobly,  in  the  midst  of  wintn 

storm, 
And    for  the   hot  exhausting  sun   in   summer 

we've  no  fear, 

Oh  !  its  my  delight,  &c 

The  New- York  lads  may  talk  about  their  en 

gines  and  their  hose, 
But  if  they  e'er  should  run  with  ns,  they'd  find 

us  conquering  foes ; 
And  Baltimore  and  Boston,  boys,  with  us  cdu 

not  compare, 

Oh  .'  its  my  delight,  &c. 


We  are    no    hireling  serving  men — wear  no 
man's  livery, 

But  masters  of  our  own  affairs,  determined  tc 
be  free; 

And  we  will  each  of  us  remain  a  faithful  vo- 
lunteer, 

Oh  !  its  my  delight,  &c. 

Here's  success  to  every  fireman — success  to  all 

who  run — 
And  may  their  days  be  happy,  and  their  nights 

be  full  of  fun  ; 
May  tney  go  above  hereafter,  when  days  is  ovet 

here, 

Oh !  its  my  delight,  &c 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


211 


THE  NEW-YORK  FIREMAN. 

Pear  ladies  Til  sing  you  a  song, 

And  I'm  certain  I  am  in  the  right  of  it, 
It's  a  flaming  affair — but  not  long — 

Though  the  Firemen  here  make  a  delight  of 
it, 
One  fire  they  like  without  doubt, 

Which  is  lit  by  the  loves  and  the  graces, 
1  is  the  brilliancy  here  breaking  out 

From  the  windows  of  beautiful  faces. 

To  a  Fireman's  calling  I  mean 

To  draw  a  few  parallel  cases, 
In  the  course  of  my  song  'twill  be  seen, 

What  a  number  of  folks  it  embraces, 
The  ladies  are  firemen  by  traae, 

When  we  ring  all  the  bells  round  about  sire 
A  coquet  often  dies  an  old  maid, 

Because — she  puts  all  the  sparks  out,  sire 


, 


llA  POPULAR    KOtffffe. 

The  duellist  swears  that  his  ire, 

Is  any  thing  else  but  a  joke,  sir  ; 
But  before  he  can  get  to  the  "  fire  !" 

The  affair  has  all  ended  in  smoke,  sire, 
The  dandy  exclaims  in  his  glory, 

"  Pm  in  love,  damme,  past  all  endurance  . 
Though  on  fire  in  my  uppermost  story, 

You  see  I've  enough  of  assurance." 

When  a  Fireman  leaves  his  own  fire, 

For  the  tavern,  cigars,  and  the  bowl,  sirs 
No  wonder  wives  feel  a  desire, 

For — hauling  him  over  the  coals,  sirs, 
To  all  fires  as  soon  as  begun, 

You  know  very  well  what  a  race  he  has  ; 
There's  one,  though,  from  which  he  will  run, 

And  that's  from  the  fieri  facias ! 

Cold  water  we  get  and  such  slops, 

Yet  from  one  in  the  morning  till  twelve,  sirs. 
We've  so  frequently  taken  our  drops, 

We've  become  ardent  spirits  ourselves,  sir& 
May  our  children  be  Firemen  complete  ; 

And  from  fortune  this  boon  we  will  beg,  sirs 
May  they  never  want  pumps  to  their  feet, 

And  always  have  hose  to  their  legs,  sirs. 

When  monarchy  built  up  his  crown, 

Our  old  father  .fireman  took,  sirs, 
Their  ladders  to  pull  his  house  down  ; 

And  they  did  it  by  hook  or  crook,  sirs. 
But  my  ditty  is  now  just  about 

Long  enough,  in  all  conseience,  to  tire  meo 
A.s  our  company's  given  to  spout, 

We'll  play  away  like  good  Firemen! 


POPULAR    SUNOS.  212 


NOBLE  LADS  OF  CANADA. 

Come  all  ye  British  heroes,  I  pray  you   lend 

your  ears, 
Draw  up  your  British   forces,  and  then  yom 

volunteers  ; 
We'cr  going  to  fight  the  Yankee  boys,  by  wate» 

and  by  land, 
And  we  never  will  return,    till  we   cunquej 

sword  in  hand, 
We'or  the  noble  lads  of  Canada,  come  to  arrac 

boys  come. 


2H  FOPULAR    SONGS. 

O  now  the  time  has  come,  my  boys,  to  cross 
the  Yankee's  line, 

We  remember  they  were  rebels  once,  and  con- 
quer'd  John  Burgoyne. 

We'll  subdue  those  mighty  Democrats,  and  pull 
their  dwellings  down, 

And  we'll  have  the  states  inhabited  with   sub- 
jects to  the  crown. 

We'er  the  noble  lads,  &c. 

We've  as  choice  a  Britisn  army  as  ever  crossed 

the  seas, 
We'll  burn  both  town  and  city,  and  with  smoke 

becloud  the  skies, 
We'll  subdue  the  old  green  mountain  boys,  their 

Washington  is  gone, 
And  we'll  play  them  Yankee  Doodle,  as  the 

Yankees  did  Burgoyne. 

We'er  the  noble  lads,  &c. 

Now  we've  reached  the  Platsburgh  banks,  my 
boys,  and  here  we'll  make  a  stand, 

Until  we  take  the  Yankee  fleet,   McDonough 
doth  command  ; 

We've  the  Growler  and  the  Eagle,   that  from 
Smith  we  took  away, 

And  we'll   have  their  noble  fleet  that  lies  an- 
chored in  the  bay. 

We'er  the  noble  lads,  &c. 

O   our   fleet  is  hove  in  view  my  boys,  the  can. 

non  loudly  roar, 
With  death  upon  our  cannon  balls,  we'll  drench 

their  docks  with  gore  ; 


POPULAR   SONGS.  215 

We've  water  craft  sufficient  to  sink  them  in  an 

hour, 
But  our  orders  is  to  board  and  the  Yankee's 

flag  destroy. 

We'er  the  noble  lads,  &c. 
Now  the  battle's  growing  hot,  my  boys,  I  don't 

know  how  'twill  turn, 
While  McDonough's    boats    on    6wivels    hung 

continually  do  burn, 
We  see  such  constant  flashing  that  the  smoke 

beclouds  the  day, 
And    our  larger  boats    they've  struck  and  our 

smaller  run  away. 
O  we've  got  too  far  from  Canada,  run  for  life 

boys,  run. 

0  Provost  he  sigh'd  aloud  and  to  his  officers  he 

said, 

1  wish  the  devil  and  those  Yankees  could  but  sail 

alongside. 
For  the  tars  of  France  and  England  can't  stand 

before  them  well, 
For  I  think  they'd  flog  the  devil  and  drive  him 

back  to  hell. 

O,  we've  got  too  far,  &c. 
Now  prepare  for  your  retreat,  my  boys,  make  all 

the  haste  you  can, 
The  Yankees  are  surrounding  us,  we'll  surely  be 

Burgoyn'd, 
Behind  the  hedges,  and  the  ditches  and  the  trees, 

and  every  stump, 
You  can  see  the  sons  of  b — s,  and  the  cursed 

Yankees  jump. 

O,  we've  got  too  far,  &c. 


216  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Now  we've  reached  the  Chazy  Heights  my  boy? 
we'll  make  short  delay, 

For  to  rest  our  weary  limbs  and  to  feed   our 
beasts  on  hay, 

Soon  McDonough's  cocks  began  to  crow,  was 
heard  at  Stark's  barn, 

And  a  report  throughout  the  camp  was  the  ge- 
neral alarm. 

O,  we've  got  too  far,  &c. 

0  Provost  sighed  aloud  and  to  his  offioers  did 

say, 
The  Yankee  troops  are  hove  in  sight  and  hell 

will  be  to  pay, 
Shall  we  fight  like  men  of  courage,  and  do  the 

best  we  can, 
When  we  know  they  will  flog  us  two  to  one,1 1 

think  we'd  better  run. 

O,  we've  got  too  far,  &c. 

Now  if  ever  I  reach  Quebec  alive  I'll  surely 

stay  at  home, 
For  MoOonough's  gained  a  victory,  the  devil 

fight  Macombe, 

1  had  rather  fight  a  thousand  troops  as  good  ae 

ever  crossed  the  seas, 
Than  fifty  of  those  Yankees  behind  the  stumps 
and  trees. 

O,  we've  got  too  far,  &c. 

They  told  us  that  the  Fedralists  were  friendly 

to  the  crown, 
They'd  join  our  army  and  the  Democrats  pull 

down* 


! 


POPULAR    SONGS.  217 

But  they  all  unite  together  as  a  band  of  broth 

ers  joined, 
Tliev    will  fight  for  independence  till  they  die 

upon  the  ground. 

O,  we've  got  too  far,  &c. 
The  old  '76's  have  sallied   forth,  upon   thei) 

crutches  they  do  lean 
With  their  rifles  leveled  on  us   with  their  speck* 

they  take  good  aim, 
For  there's  no  retreat  in  those  my  boys  who'd 

rather  die  than  run, 
And  we  make  no  doubt  that  these  are  those  that 

conquered  John  Burgoyne. 

When  he  got  too  far,  &c. 
Now   we've  reached  the   British  ground,  my 

boys,  we'll  have  a  day  of  rest, 
And  I  wish  my  soul  that  I  could  say  'twould  be 

a  day  of  mirth, 
But  I've  left  so  many  troops  behind,  it  causes 

me  to  mourn, 
And    if  ever  I    fight    the   Yankees  more,    I'll 

surely  stay  at  home, 
Now  we've  got  back  to  Canada,  stay  at  homo? 

boys  stay. 
Hcre'6  a  health  to  all  the  British  troops,  like 

wise  to  general  Provost, 
And  to  our  respective  families,  and  the  giris  we 

love  most, 
To  McDonough  and  Macombe,  and  to  everj 

Yankee  boy. 
Now  fill  up  your  tumblers  for  I  never  was  eo 

dry, 
Now  we've  got  back  to  Canada,  &c. 


218  POPULAR  SONGS. 

THE  GIRL  I  LEFT  BEHIND  Me 

I'm  lonesome  since  I  cross'd  the  hills, 

And  o'er  the  moor  that's  sedgy  ; 
With  heavy  thoughts  my  mind  is  rilled, 

Since  I  have  patted  Naegy. 
Whene'er  I  turn  to  view  the  place, 

The  tears  doth  fall  and  blind  me, 
When  I  think  on  the  charming  grace 

Cf  the  girl  I  left  behind  me. 

The  hours  I  remember  well, 

When  next  to  see  doth  move  me, 
The  burning  flames  my  heart  doth  feel- 
Since  first  she  own'd  she  loved  me. 
In  search  of  some  one  fair  and  gay 

Several  doth  remind  me  ; 
I  know  my  darling  loves  me  well, 

Though  I  left  her  behind  me. 
The  bees  shall  lavish  make  no  honey, 

And  the  dove  become  a  ranger; 
The  fallen  water  cease  to  roar, 

Before  I'llever  change  her. 
Each  mutual  promise  faithfully  made. 

By  her  whom  tears  doth  blind  me, 
And  bless  the  hours  I  pass  away 

With  the  girl  I  left  behind  me. 
My  mind  her  image  full  retains, 

Whether  asleep  or  awaken'd  ; 
I  hope  to  see  my  jewel  again, 

For  her  my  heart  is  breaking. 
But  if  ever  I  chance  to  go  that  way 

And  that  she  has  not  resignM  me. 
I'll  reconcile  my  mind  and  stay, 

With  the  girl  I  left  behind  me 


POPULAR    SO^GS.  '21^ 

THE  ROSE  OF  ARDEE. 

Wrmn  first  to  this  country  a  stranger  I  came, 
[  placed  my  affections  on   a  handsome  youn§ 

dame, 
She  is  neat,  tall,  anc  slender,  her  waist  is  genteel 
She  is  tlio  flower  of  this  country,  and  the  Rose 

of  Ardee. 
J  courted  my  darling  ut  the  age  of  sixteen, 
She  is  the  flower  of  this  country,  and  the  Rose 

of  Ardee. 
Until  a  young  weaver  chanced  her  for  to  see, 
Strle  the  flower  of  this  country,  and  the  Rose 

4tf  Ardee. 
I'll  away  to  the  army  for  months  two  or  three, 
Perhaps  that  some  fair  maid  I  might  chance  to 

see, 
Perhaps  some  fair  maid  to  me  might  prove  kind, 
And  banish  young  Nancy  quite  out  of  my  mind 
When  1  gets  my  week's  pay  to  the  tavern  I  will 

I'U  call  for  strong  liquors  to  relieve  my  heart's: 

wo, 
I'll  call  for  strong  liquors,  and  then  I  will  say, 
Mere's  a  curse  to  young  Nancy,  you  have  led 

me  astray. 
I  will  give  my  curse  to  any  young  man, 
That  will  fix  his  affections  too  much  upon  one 
They  will  set  and  drink  'till  your  money  is  all 

gone, 
Then  with  another  v^/iing  man  away  they  wiL 

run. 


220  POPULATE    SONGS. 

THE  MAID  I  LEFT  BEHIND. 

Tune  — The  Knight  Errant. 
My   parents  rear'd  me  tenderly,  they  had  no 

child  but  me,  [not  agree; 

But  being  bent  on  raivbling,  with  them  could 
So  became  a  rover  soon,  which  grieves  my  heart 

full  sore,  [more, 

I  left  my  aged  parents,  and  ne'er  shall  see  them 
There  was  a  wealthy  gentleman  who  lived  in 

this  part ;  [her  heart ; 

He  had  a  lovely  daughter  fair,  and  I  had  gain'd 
And  she  was  noble  minded  too,  tall,  beautiful 

and  fair,  [could  ^^ipare. 

With  Columbia's   fairest   daughters  mK  truly 
I  told  her  my  intentions  quite  soon  to  cross  the 

main, 
And  said  will  you  be  faithful  tillal  return  again  ? 
Big  drops  of  tears  were  in  her  eyes,  her  bosom 

heav'd  a  sigh,  [can  never  die. 

Dear  youth,  she  said,  fear  not  for  me,  my  love 
But,  said  the  maid,  I  ve  heard  or  dream'd  what 

I  cannot  believe,  [the  maid  to  grieve  ; 

That  distance  breaks  the  link  of  love  and  leaves 
I  fondly  press' d  on  her  cheek  a   kiss,  saying 

have  no  fear,  [be  sincere 

And  swore  by  him  above  the  skies,  that  I  wou.d 
Her  heart  was  generous,  she  believ'd  her  eye 

once  more  was  calm,  [bosom  warm, 

der  lovely  arms  were  round  my  neck,  I  felt  heJ 


f'UPULAH    SONGS.  221 

Go  then,  said  she,  my  prayers  shall  be  for  health 

and  prosperous  winds,  [you  left  behind. 
And  heaven  grant  you  a  safe  return  to  the  maid 
According  to  agreement  then,  I  went  on  board 

the  ship,  [pleasant  trip 

And  to  the  town  of  Glasgow   first   I   made  a 
I  found   that  gold  was   plenty  there,  the  girls 

was  free  and  kind,  [left  behind. 

And  my  love  began  to  cool  a  bit  for  the  girl  I 
For  Dumfries  town  I  next  set  out,  that  hospit- 
able land,  [me  by  the  hand, 
Where  handsome  Jenny  Ferguson  soon  took 
Says  she  I've  gold  m  plenty,  and  in  love  with 

you  I  find,  [the  girl  I  left  behind 

And  tha  thought  of  gold  destroyed  my  love  for 
Says  she,  if  you  will  marry  me,  and  say  no  more 

you'll  rove,  [faithful  prove; 

The  gold  that  I  possess    is  yours,   and   I  will 
But  parents  dear,  or  other  friends  that  you  have 

left  behind,  [in  mind, 

you  never,  if  you  marry  me,  again  must  bear 
To  this  I  soon  consented,  and  I  own  it  to  my 

shame,  [himself  to  blame  ? 

For  what  man  can  be  happy,  when  he  knowt 
Tis  true  I've  gold  in  plenty,  my  wife  is   some 

what  kind,  [left  behind. 

But  still  my  pillow's  haunted  by  the  friends  I 
My  father  in  his  winding  sheet,  my  mother  too 

appears  ;  [off  her  tears, 

The  girl  I  lov'd  seems  by  her  side,  and  kissing 
Of  broken  hearts  thny  all  have  died,  and  now 

too  late  I  find,  [left  behind 

That  God  has  seen  my  cruelty  to  the  friends  1 


*22 


POPULAR    SONGS 


BONNY  BUNCH  OF  ROSES 

By  the  borders  of  the  ocean, 
One  morning  in  the  month  of  Jnne, 
For  to  hear  those  warlike  songsters, 
Their  cheerful  notes  and  sweetly  tune, 
I  overheard  a  female  talking, 
Who  seemed  to  be  in  grief  and  wo, 
Conversing  with  young  Bonaparte, 
Concerning  the  bonny  bunch  of  roses,  oh 

Then  up  steps  young  Napoleon, 

And  takes  his  mother  by  the  hand, 

Saying  mother  dear  have  patience, 

Until  I  am  able  to  command, 

Then  I  will  take  an  army, 

Through  tremendous  dangers  I  will  go, 

In  spite  of  all  the  universe, 

I  will  conauer  the  bonny  bunch  of  roses,  oh 


POPULAR    «?ONGS.  223 

The  first  time  that  I  saw  youi  ^  Bonaparte, 

Down  on  his  bended  knees  fell  ho, 

He  asked  the  pardon  of  his  father, 

Who  granted  it  most  mournfully, 

Dear  son  he  said,  I'll  take  an  army, 

And  over  the  frozen  Alps  will  go, 

Then  I  will  conquer  Moscow, 

And  return  to  the  bonny  bunch  of  roses,  oL 

Ho  took  five  hundred  thousand  mon, 

W.th  kings  likewise  to  bear  his  train, 

He  was  so  well  provided  for 

That  he  could  sweep  this  world  alone, 

But  when  he  came  to  Moscow, 

He  was  overpowered  by  the  driven  snow, 

When  Moscow  was  a  blazing, 

So  he  lost  h,s  bonny  bunch  of  roses,  oh. 

Oh  son  dont  speak  so  venturesome, 

For  in  England  are  the  hearts  of  oak, 

There  is  England,  Ireland,  Scotland, 

Their  unity  was  never  broke,    f 

Oh  son  think  on  thy  father, 

On  the  isle  of  St.  Helena,  his  body  lies  lo*\ 

And  you  must  soon  follow  after  him, 

So  beware  of  the  bonny  bunch  of  roees,  oii 

Now  do  believe  me  dearest  mother, 

Now  I  lie  on  my  dying  bed, 

If  I  had  lived  I  would  been  clever, 

But  new  I  droop  my  youthful  head, 

But  whilst  our  bodies  lie  moulclring, 

And  weeping  willows  over  our  bodiei  grow 

The  deeds  of  great  Napoleon, 

Shall  sting  Ihe  bonny  bunch  of  rosea,  oh 


224  POPULAR    SONGS. 

ROSEN  THE  BOW. 

I  have  travelled  this  wide  world  all  over, 

And  now  to  another  I'll  go, 

For  I  know  that  good  quarters  are  waiting. 

To  welcome  Old  Rosen  the  Bow. 

The  gay  round  of  delight  I  have  travelled. 

Nor  will  I  behind  leave  a  wo, 

For  while  my  companions  are  jovial, 

They  drink  to  Old  Rosen  the  Bow. 

This  life  is  now  drawing  to  a  closing, 

All  will  at  last  be  so, 

Then  we'll  take  a  full  bumper  at  parting, 

To  the  name  of  Old  Rosen  the  Bow. 

When  I  am  dead  and  laid  out  on  the  counter 

And  the  people  all  anxious  to  know, 

Just  raise  up  the  lid  of  my  coffin, 

And  look  at  Old  Rosen  the  Bow. 

And  when  thro'  all  the  streets  my  friends  bear 

The  ladies  are  filled  with  deep  wo,  [me. 

They'll  come  to  the  doors  and  the  windowo, 

And  sigh  for  Old  Rosen  the  Bow. 

Then  get  me  some  fine  jovial  fellows, 

And  let  them  all  staggering  go, 

Then  dig  a  deep  hole  in  the  meadow, 

And  in  it  toss  Rosen  the  Bow. 

Then  get  me  a  couple  of  dornics, 

Place  one  at  my  head  and  my  toes, 

And  do  not  forget  to  scratch  on  them, 

Here  lies  Old  Rosen  the  Bow. 

Then  let  those  same  jovial  fellows, 

Surround  nw  grave  in  a  row, 

Whilst  they  drink  from  my  favourite  bottle. 

The  health  to  Old  Rosen  the  Bow. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  225 


ROSANNA. 

You  youthful  charming  ladies  fair, 
And  you  who  are  of  cupid*s  fold, 
Unto  my  tragedy  give  ear, 
For  it's  as  true  as  e'er  was  told. 

In  Oxfordshire  lived  a  lady  fair, 
Daughter  to  a  worthy  knight, 
\  gentleman  that  lived  near, 
Was  charmed  with  her  beauty  bright. 


£26  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Rosanna  was  this  lady's  name. 
The  flower  of  fair  Oxfordshire, 
A  gentleman  a  courting  came, 
Begging  her  to  be  his  dear. 

Her  noble  heart  to  love  inclin'd, 
Little  Cupid  bent  his  bow, 
And  left  his  fatal  dart  behind, 
Which  proved  Rosanna's  overthrow 

Within  a  pleasant  shade  they  walked 
And  vallies  where  the  lambs  do  play, 
Sweet  pleasant  tales  of  love  they  talked. 
To  pass  away  the  summer's  day. 

My  charming  lovely  rose,  said  he, 
See  how  the  pleasant  flowers  spring, 
And  pretty  birds  on  every  tree, 
With  melody  the  groves  do  ring. 

Nothing  I  want  for  to  delight, 
My  heart,  hut  those  sweet  charms  of  tlane 
Our  hearts  are  fixed,  therefore  my  dear. 
My  gentle  dear  let  us  combine. 

Let  me  have  my  heart's  delight, 
Within  this  pleasant  bower  here, 
This  bank  of  violets  for  our  bed, 
With  my  sweet  rose  I  will  compare. 

My  dear  what  can  you  mean,  I  pray, 
What  signifies  my  beauty  bright  ? 
It's  a  trifle  when  my  honour's  gone 

My  parents  they  will  me  disdain, 
Young  maidens  they  will  me  deride, 
O !  do  not  prove  my  overthrow, 
If  you  love  me  stay  till  I'm  your  bride 


POPULAR    SONUS.  247 

Sweet  angel  bright  I  here  do  vow, 
By  all  the  powers  that  are  divme, 
That  I  will  ever  constant  prove, 
You  are  the  girl  my  soul  confines. 

But  if  you  do  me  still  deny, 
This  sword  shall  quickly  end  my  wo, 
Then  straight  he  from  her  arms  did  fly 
In  an  instant  his  sword  he  drew. 

Her  hands  as  white  as  lillres  fair, 
Most  wofully  she  then  did  wring ; 
Says  she  my  death  approaches  near, 
Shall  I  pity  take  and  comfort  him  ? 

It's  nothing  else  that  brings  my  fall. 
It's  I  that  must  receive  the  wound, 
The  crimson  die  forsook  her  cheeks, 
And  at  his  feet  did  fall  down. 

Her  innocence  he  did  betray, 
Full  sore  against  her  chasto  desire, 
True  love  is  a  celestial  charm, 
But  the  flame  of  lust's  a  raging  fire 

And  when  she  did  revive  again, 
He  many  vows  and  oaths  did  make, 
That  he  would  ever  true  remain, 
And  her  sweet  company  ne'er  forsake. 

Young  virgins  now  mark  what  I've  said, 
Observe  this  lady's  fatal  fatal  fall, 
For  when  young  virtues  once  betrayed, 
You've  nothing  to  command  at  all. 

For  when  this  tyrant  had  his  will, 
He  never  did  come  nigh  her  more, 
But  day  and  night  he  from  her  staid. 
Tears  liko  e  river  down  did  flow 


22b  POPULAR    SONGS. 

Within  a  lonesome  valley  she, 
Would  often  wander  all  alone, 
And  for  the  evil  she  had  done, 
In  the  bower  would  sit  and  mourn. 

0  that  it  were  some  little  bird, 
That  I  might  fly  and  hide  my  sharie ; 

0  silly  maid  for  to  believe, 
All  the  delusions  of  a  man. 

All  harmless  lambs  do  sport  and  play, 
The  turtle  is  constant  to  his  mate, 
Nothing  so  wretched  is  as  I, 
To  love  a  man  that  doth  me  hate, 

1  will  to  him  a  letter  send, 

And  let  him  know  the  vows  he  made, 
Within  that  lonely  bower  where, 
My  tender  heart  was  first  betrayed. 

Her  trembling  hands  a  letter  wrote 
Saying  my  dear  what  shall  I  do, 
What  is  the  reason  I  am  thus, 
Forsaken  and  cast  off  by  you. 

I  might  once  had  lords  of  fame, 
That  little  know  my  misery, 

1  once  forsook  a  noble  knight, 
All  for  the  love  1  bore  for  you. 

And  now  my  little  infant  d^ar, 
Will  quickly  spread  abroad  my  shame 
One  line  of  comfort  to  me  send, 
Or  by  your  cruelty  I'm  slain. 

The  answer  thus  he  did  return, 
Your  insolence  amazeth  me, 
To  think  that  I  should  marry  one, 
With  whom  beforo  I've  been  so  fre 


POPULAR    BONGS.  24^> 

Therefore  Pll  not  a  father  be, 
Unto  the  babe  that  you  shall  bear, 
No  further  thought  about  me  take, 
No  more  pray  let  me  from  you  hear. 

When  she  did  the  letter  receive, 
She  wrung  her  hands  and  wept  full  sore 
And  every  day  she  still  would  range 
For  to  lament  in  the  shady  bower. 

This  faithless  wretch  began  to  think, 
EIow  noble  were  her  parents  dear, 
Said  he  I  sure  shall  punished  be, 
When  they  the  story  come  to  hear. 

And  then  the  devil  did  begin, 
To  enter  into  his  wicked  mind, 
That  he  must  have  her  precious  life, 
To  act  which  thing  he  thus  contrived. 

He  oftentimes  had  watched  her  out, 
Into  the  lonely  vallies  where, 
One  day  he  privily  did  go, 
When  he  knew  the  lady  was  not  ther*. 

And  privily  he  dug  her  grave, 
•Twas  underneath  an  oaken  tree, 
And  in  the  branches  he  did  lie, 
To  act  this  piece  of  cruelty. 

Poor  harmless  soul  she  little  knew, 
When  she  went  thither  all  alone, 
And  on  a  bank  of  violets  she 
In  a  mournful  manner  sit  her  down. 

Of  this  unkindness  she  did  complaiii- 
At  length  the  grave  she  did  espy, 
She  rose  in  haste  to  view  the  same, 
Mot  thinking  he  had  been  so  nigh. 


230  POPULAR    SONGS, 

You  gentle  gods  so  kind  and  true, 
Did  you  this  grave  for  me  prepare  ? 
Then  he  descended  from  the  tree, 
Saying  strumpet  your  death  draws  near 

O  welcome,  welcome  then  said  she, 
4.s  long  as  by  your  hands  I  die, 
This  is  a  pleasant  marriage  bed, 
I'm  ready,  use  your  cruelty. 

But  may  the  heaven  bring  to  light 
This  thing — and  may  it  thus  appear 
Winter  and  summer,  on  this  grave, 
The  damask  rose  in  bloom  spring  here. 

Never  to  wither  tho'  it  be  cropt, 
Until  thy  hand  shall  touch  the  same, 
That  moment  may  it  fading  fall, 
To  bring  to  light  my  hidden  shame. 

More  she'd  have  said  but  with  his  sword, 
He  pierc'd  her  tender  body  through, 
And  then  he  threw  her  in  the  grave, 
Saying  now  there's  an  end  to  you. 

He  fill'd  the  grave  close  up  again, 
The  same  with  weeds  he  overspread, 
And  unconcerned  he  went  home, 
Immediately  he  went  to  his  bed. 

Her  parents  then  did  grieve  full  sore, 
For  the  loss  of  their  young  daughter  dear, 
Thinking  she  had  been  stole  away, 
To  all  their  riches  she  was  hexr. 

Twelve  months  ago  this  thing  was  dont 
As  many  thousands  now  do  know, 
According  as  she  did  desire, 
On  her  grave  the  dimask  rose  did  grow. 


■ 


POPULAR    $ONUS.  231 

Never  did  it  wither  tho'  it  has  cropt, 
But  all  the  winter  it  did  spring. 
And  if  any  one  did  crop  the  same, 
Cn  an  instant  it  did  grow  again. 

The  thing  was  blaz'd  the  country  round 
And  thousands  went  the  same  to  see, 
This  miracle  from  heaven  shown, 
He  among  the  rest  must  curious  be. 

To  go  and  see  if  this  was  true, 
And  when  to  the  place  he  came, 
Tho  beauteous  rose  in  bloom  he  saw, 
And  eagerly  he  cropt  the  same. 

The  flowers  fell  from  off  the  bush, 
The  rose  within  his  hands  did  die, 
He  cried  this  is  Rosanna's  blood, 
That  springs  from  her  body. 

Many  people  that  were  there, 
Took  notice  of  what  he  did  say, 
They  told  him  he  had  done  some  murder 
He  confess'd  the  same  without  delay. 

They  dug  and  found  her  body  theie 
The  first  of  April  as  'twas  known, 
Before  a  magistrate  he  is  brought 
And  now  in  prison  lies  forlorn.  ^ 

Till  he  his  punishment  shall  have, 
No  doubt  but  he  will  have  his  due, 
Young  men  by  this  a  warning  take, 
Perform  your  vows  what'er  you  do 

For  God  doth  find  out  many  wav 
Such  heinous  sins  to  bring  to  light. 
For  murder  is  a  crying  sin, 
And  it  is  lieinous  in  God's  sight 


232  POPULAR    BONOS. 


THE  GOSPORT  TRAGEDY. 

fn  Gosport  of  late  a  young  damsel  did  dwell, 
Por  wit  and  for  beauty,  few  did  her  exoel  ; 
4  yo  ncr  man  did  court  her  for  to  be  his  deal 
A  ci  he  by  his  trade  was  a  ship  carpenter. 

He  said  dearest  Molly,  if  jou  will  agree, 
And  give  your  consent  dear  for  to  marry  me  , 
Your  love  it  can  cure  me  of  sorrow  and  care, 
Consent  then  to  wed  with  a  ship  carpenter. 

With  blushes  as  cnanmng  as  roses  in  June, 
She  answered  dear  William  to  wed    I  am   toe 

young  ; 
For  youngf  men  are  fickle,  I  see  very  plain, 
If  a  maiden  «s  kind,  her,  they  quickly  disdain. 

My  charming  sweet  Molly,  how  can  you  say  so 
Thy  beauty's  the  haven  to  which  I  would  go  , 
If  there  I  find  channel,   when  I   chance  tor  Ic 

steer, 
[  then  will  cast  anchor,  and  stay  with  my  dear 

#l  ne'er  will  be  cloy'd  with  the  charms  of  my  lorn 
My  heart  is  as  true  as  the  sweet  turtle-dove  ; 
And  what  I  now  crave  is  to  wed  with  rny  dear 
For  when  we  are  married  no  danger  I'll  fear 

The  state  of  a  virgin,  now  William  I  prize, 
For  marriage  brings  trouble  and  sorrow  like 

wise, 
I'm  afraid  for  to  venture,  therefore  forbeai, 
i  w»Jl  never  marry  with  a  ship  carpenter. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  233 

But  yet  *was  in  vain  that  she  strove  to  deny, 
For  he  by  his  cunning,  soon  made  her  comply, 
And  by  base  deception,  he  did  her  betray, 
In  sin's  hellish  paths  he  led  her  astray. 

But  when  this  young  damsel  with  child  she  did 

prove, 
She  quick  sent  the  tidings  to  her  faithless  love 
Who  swore  by  the  heavens  that  ho  would  prove 

true, 
And  said  I  will  marry  no  damsel  but  you. 

Things  pass'don  a  while,  at  length  we  do  hear, 
His  ship  must  be  sailing,  for  sea  he  must  steei  ; 
Which  griov'd  this  poor  damsol  and  woundod 

her  heart, 
To  think  with  hei  love  she  so  sudden  must  pari 

Cried  she,  dearest  William,  ere  you  go  to  sea 
Remember  the  vows  you  have  made  unto  me; 
If  at  home  you  don't  tarry,  I  never  can  rest, 
Oh!  how  can  you  leave  me  with  sorrow  oppres'd 

With  tender  expressions  to  her  he  did  say, 
I'll  marry  my  Mary  ere  I  go  to  sea  ; 
And  if  that  to-morrow  my  love  will  ride  down 
The  ring  I  can  buy,  our  U  nd  union  to  crown 

With  tender  embraces,  they  parted  that  night, 
And  promisM  to  meet  the  next  morning  at  light 
William  said — Mary,  you  must  go  with  me, 
Before  wo  are  married,  our  friends  for  to  see. 

fie  led  her  through  groves  and  valleys  so  deep 
At  length  this  young  damsel  began  for  to  weep 
Crying  William,  I  fear  you  will  lead  me  astray 
On  purpose  my  innocent  life  to  betray. 


5434  POPULAR    SONGH. 

He  said  you've  guess'd  right,  all  earth  cairt 
you  save,  [your  grave ! 

For  the  whole  of  last  night,  I've  been  digging 
When  poor  ruined  Mary  did  hear  him  say  so, 
The  tears  from  her  eyes  like  a  fountain  did  flow 
A  grave  with  a  spade  lying  near  she  did  see, 
Which  caused  her  to  sigh  and  weep  bitterly ; 
Oh !  perjured  William,  the  worst  of  mankind, 
Is  this  the  bride's  bed  I  expected  to  find. 
Oh,  pity  my  infant  and  spare  my  poor  life, 
Let  me  live  full  of  shame  if  I  can't  be  your  wife, 
Oh !  take  not  my  life,  lest  my  soul  you  betray, 
And  you  to  perdition  be  hurried  away. 

Her  hands  white  as  lilies,  in  sorrow  she  wrung, 
Imploring  for  mercy,  crying  what  have  I  done; 
To  you  dearest  William,  so  comely  and  fair, 
Will  you  murder  your  true-love  that  loved  you 
so  dear  ? 

He  said,  this  is  no  time  disputing  to  stand, 
Then  instantly  taking  a  knife  in  his  hand-[flow, 
He  pierced  her  fair  breast,  whence  the  blood  it  dtf 
And  into  the  grave  her  fair  body  did  throw. 
He  cover'd  the  body,  and  quick  hastened  home- 
Leaving  none  but  the  small  birds  her  fate  to  be 

moan  : 
On  board  ship  he  entered  without  more  delay, 
A  nd  set  sail  for  Plymouth,  to  plow  the  salt  sea 
A  young  man  named  Stewart,  of  courage  mosi 

bold, 
One  night  happened  late  to  go  into  the  hold ; 
Where  a  beautiful  damsel  to  him  did  appear, 
Aiul  she  in  her  arms  held  an  infant  most  dear 


POPULAR    SONGS.  23?= 

Being  merry  with  liquor,  he  went  to  embrace, 
Transported  with  joy  at  beholding  her  face ; 
When  to  his  amazement,  she  vanished  away, 
Which  he  told  to  the  captain   without  more 
delay.  [crew, 

The  captain  soon  summon'd  the  jovial  ship's 
And  said,  my  brave  fellows,  I  fear  some  of  you 
Have  murder'd  some  damsel  ere  you  came  away 
Whose  injur'd  ghost  now  haunts  you  on  the  Bea 
Whoever  you  be,  if  the  truth  you  deny, 
When  found  out,  you'll  be  hung  on  the  yard  bc 

high: 
But  he  who  confesses,  his  life  we'll  not  take, 
But  leave  him  on  the  first  island  we  make 
Then  William  immediately  fell  on  his  knees, 
The  blood  in  his  veins  quick  with  horrow  die 

freeze ; 
He  cried,  cruel  murder,  oh  !  what  have  I  done 
God  help  me,  I  fear  my  poor  soul  is  undone. 
Poor  injured  ghost !  your  full  pardon  I  crave, 
For  soon  I  must  follow  you  down  to  the  grave, 
None  else  but  this  poor  wretch  beheld  this  sad 

eight, 
A.nd  raving  distracted  he  died  the  same  night. 
Now  then  her  sad  parents  these  tidings  did  hear. 
They  search'd  for  the  body  of  their  dau'ter  dear  ; 
Near  the  town  of  Southampton, in  a  valley  deep, 
The  body  was  found, which  caus'd  many  to  weep. 
In  Gosport'a  green  church-yard,  her  ashes  now 

lies, 
Vnd  we  hope  ber  soul  is  with  God  in  the  skies  : 
Then  let  this  sad  tale  be  a  warning  to  all, 
Who  dare  a  voun£  innocent  maid  to  enthral. 


236 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


LORD  THOMAS  ANjD  FAIR  ELEANOH 
Lord  Thomas  he  was  a  bold  forester, 

And  a  chaser  of  the  king's  deer, 
Fair  Eleanor  was  a  fine  woman, 

And  Lord  Thomas  he  loved  her  dear 
Come  riddle  my  riddle  dear  mother  he  said 

And  riddle  us  both  in  one, 
Whither  I  shall  marry  with  fuir  Eleanor, 

And  let  the  Brown  Girl  alone. 
The  Brown  Girl  she  has  got  money, 

Fair  Eleanor  she  has  none, 
Therefore  I  charge  thee  on  my  blessing. 

Bring  the  Brown  Girl  home. 
And  as  it  befel  on  a  holiday, 

As  many  more  do  beside, 
Lord  Thomas  he  went  to  fair  Eleanor, 

That  should  have  been  his  bride. 
But  when  he  came  to  fair  Eleanor's  bowel 

He  knocked  at  the  ring, 
Then  who  was  so  ready  as  fair  Eleanor, 

To  let  Lord  Thomas  in. 


PUFl  LAM     SONUS.  231 

fVhat  news,  what  news  Lord  Thomas  she  said 
What  news  hast  thou  brought  unto  me, 

[  am  come  to  bid  thee  to  my  wedding, 
And  that  is  sad  news  for  thee. 

0  God  forbid,  Lord  Thomas  she  said, 
That  such  thing  ever  should  be  done, 

1  thought  to  have  been  thy  bride  myself, 

And  thou  to  have  been  the  bridegroom. 
Come  riddle  my  riddle  dear  mother  she  said 

And  riddle  it  all  in  one, 
Whether  I  shall  go  to  Lord  Thomas's  wedding 

Or  whether  I  shall  let  it  alone. 
There's  many  that  are  our  friends  daughter. 

And  many  that  are  our  foes, 
Therefore  I  charge  thee  on  my  blessing 

To  Lord  Thomas's  wedding  don't  go. 
There's  many  that  are  our  friends  mother, 

If  a  thousand  were  our  foes, 
Betide  me  life,  betide  me  death, 

To  Lord  Thomas's  wedding  don't  go 
She  cloathed  herself  in  gallant  attire, 

And  her  merry  men  all  was  seen, 
And  as  she  rode  through  every  place, 

They  took  her  to  be  some  Queen. 
When  she  came  to  Lord  Thomas's  gate, 

She  knocked  at  the  ring, 
And  who  was  so  ready  as  Lord  Thomas, 

To  let  fair  Eleanor  in. 
He  took  her  by  the  lilly  white  hand, 

And  led  her  through  the  hall, 
4nd  he  sat  her  in  the  noblest  chair, 

Among  the  lady's  all. 


^38  PP PIT  I.  A  R    sv  >  \ t ;£. 

Is  this  your  bride  fair  Eleanor  said, 

Methinks  she  looks  wond'rous  brown, 
Thou  might'st  have  had  as  fair  a  woman, 

As  ever  trod  upon  the  ground. 
Despise  her  not  Lord  Thomas  he  said, 

Despise  her  not  unto  me, 
For  better  I  love  her  little  finger, 

Than  all  your  whole  body. 
This  Brown  Girl  had  a  little  pen-knife, 

Which  was  both  keen  and  sharp, 
And  betwixt  the  short  ribs  and  the  long, 

She  prickM  fair  Eleanor  to  the  heart. 
O  Christ  now  save  me,  Lord  Thomas  she  said 

Methinks  thou  look  wond'rous  a  an, 
Thou  used'st  to  look  as  good  a  colour, 

As  ever  the  sun  shone  on. 
O  art  thou  blind,  Lord  Thomas  she  said, 

Or  can'st  thou  not  very  well  see, 
O  dost  thou  not  see  my  own  heart's  blood, 

Run  trickling  down  my  knee. 
O  dig  my  grave,  Lord  Thomas  reply'd, 

Dig  it  both  wide  and  deep, 
And  lay  fair  Eleanor  by  my  side, 

And  the  Brown  Girl  at  my  feet. 
Lord  Thomas  he  had  a  sword  by  his  side, 

As  he  walked  about  the  hall, 
He  cut  his  bride's  head  from  off  her  shoulders 

And  flung  it  against  the  wall. 
He  set  his  sword  upon  the  ground, 

And  the  point  against  his  heart, 
There  never  was  three  lovers  sure, 
That  sooner  did  depart. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  239 

WILLIAM  OF  THE  FERRT?. 

N  ear  Clyde's  gay  stream  there  liv'd  a  maid, 

Whose  mind  was  chaste  and  pure ; 
Content  she  liv'd  an  humble  life, 

Belov'd  by  all  who  knew  her. 
Protected  'neath  her  parent's  roof, 

Her  time  past  on  quite  merry  ; 
She  lov'd,  and  was  belov'd  again, 

By  William  of  the  Ferry. 
From  morning's  dawn  till  set  of  sun, 

Would  William  labour  hard ; 
And  then  at  evening's  glad  return 

He  gain'd  a  sweet  reward. 
With  heart  so  light,  unto  her  cot 

He  tripp'd  so  light  and  merry ; 
All  daily  toils  were  soon  forgot 

By  William  of  the  Ferry. 
With  joy  their  parents  gave  consent, 

And  fix'd  their  bridal  day  ; 
Ere  it  arriv'd  the  press-gang  came, 

And  forc'd  poor  Will  away. 
He  found  resistance  was  in  vain, 

They  dragg'd  him  from  his  wherry 
'• 1  ne'er  shall  see  my  love  again," 

Cried  William  of  the  Ferry. 
Loud  blew  the  raging  winds  around, 

When  scarce  a  league  from  shore, 
The  boat  upset,  the  ruffian  crow 

Soon  sunk,  to  rise  no  more. 
While  William,  fearless,  brav'd  the  waves- 

And  safely  reach'd  his  wherry  ; 
Peace  was  preclaim'd,  and  Jane's  now  liuk'd 

With  William  of  the  Ferry. 


240  POPULAR    SONGS. 


THE  BANKS  OF  INVERARY. 

Early  one  summer's  morning,   along  as  I  dk 

pass, 
On  the  banks  of  Inverary  I  met  a  handsomr 

lass  ; 
Her  hair  hung  o'er  her  shoulders,  and  her  eyes 

like  stars  did  shine, 
On  the  banks  of  Inverary,  I  wish  her  heart  was 

mine. 

I  did  embrace  this   fair  one  as  fast  as  e'er  3 

could, 
Her  hair  hung  o'er  her  shoulders  broad,  just 

like  threads  of  gold, 
Her  hair  hung  o'er  her  shoulders  broad,  and  hei 

eyes  like  drops  of  dew, 
On  the  banks  of  Inverary  I'll  walk  along  with 

you. 

She  said  young  man  leave  off,  and  don't  em- 
brace me  so, 

For  after  kissing  there  comes  wooing  wo ; 

And  if  my  poor  heart  should  be  ensnar'd  and 
beguiled  be, 

On  the  banks  of  Inverary  I'll  walk  alone,  said 
she. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  241 

Voung  man  you  think  I  know  you  not,  but 

your  thoughts  aro  vain, 
You're  come  of  noble  race,  but  of  a  graceless 

train  ; 
I  know  your  occupation,  of  good  it  cannot  be, 
On  the  banks  of  Inverary  to  delude  a  maid  like 

me. 

I  said  my  handsome  fair  maid,  the  truth  to  you 

I  tell, 
On  the  banks  of  Inverary  twelve  maids  I  have 

beguil'd ; 
And  now  I'll  give  in  this  night,  my  charming 

one,  said  he, 
On  the  banks  of  Inverary  I'm  glad  to  meet  with 

thee. 

I  to  put  his  hand  unto  his  mouth  and  blew  both 

loud  and  shrill, 
\nd  thirty-six    well  armed  men  came  at  their 

master's  will, 
He  said,  I  used  to  flatter  maids,  but  now  it  must 

not  be, 
On  the  banks  of  Inverary  I've  found  a  wife  fo? 

me. 

(Ml  put  this  handsome  fair  maid  on  horseback 
very  high, 

\nd  to  the  parson  we  will  go  and  that  imme- 
diately ; 

\nd  now  we  will  sing  songs  of  love,  until  the 
day  we  die, 

On  the  banks  of  Inverary,  and  never  more  will 
sigh. 


2  \*4  POPULAR  -SONdS. 

THE  DISTRESSED  MAID. 

^s  1  walked  out  one  May  morning, 

Down  by  a  river  side, 
I  overheard  a  couple  discoursing, 

Which  filled  my  heart  with  pride. 

May  she,  heaven's  bless  you,  fair  maid 

Sing  me  another  song, 
1  wish  you  were  my  bride,  he  said, 

Kind  sir,  I  am  too  youug. 

The  younger  that  you  are  my  love, 

The  better  you  are  for  me, 
For  I  vow  :md  do  declare, 

I'M  we  J  no  woman  but  thee. 

lie  took  me  by  the  lilly  white  hand, 

He  kissed  both  cheek  and  chin, 
Then  he  took  her  to  his  marriage  room, 

To  sit  a  wile  with  him. 

Jt  was  in  the  beginning  of  that  night, 

They  ha£  both  sport  and  play, 
And  ail  the  Litter  part  of  that  night, 

Close  in  her  arms  did  lay. 

ii 

Tl**night  being  gone  and  the  day  coming  on 

The  morning  shone  so  clear, 
This  young  man  rose,  put  on  his  clothes, 

Saying  fare-you-well  my  dear. 

Is  that  the  promise  you  made  to  me. 
Down  by  a  river  side. 


,TLAR    SONGS.  24i 

Y^ou  promised  to  marry  me, 
And  make  me  your  lawful  bride. 

if  I  promised  to  marry  you, 

It's  more  than  I  will  do, 
I  never  will  wed  with  aiiy  one, 

So  easy  found  as  you. 

Go  home  to  your  father's  garden, 

Sit  down  and  cry  your  fill, 
And  when  you  think  on  what  you've  done 

You  may  blame  your  own  good  will. 

There  is  an  herb  in  your  father's  garden, 

And  some  does  call  it  rue, 
When  fishes  fly  and  swallows  dive, 

Young  men  they  will  prove  true 

I  wish  I  was  a  maid  again, 

As  I  was  this  time  last  night, 
I  would  not  change  my  portion 

For  either  lords  or  knights. 
Or  those  of  high  degree, 

Then  happy  would  this  young  man  be, 
Who  stole  a  kiss  from  me. 

There  are  other  farmer's  daughters 

To  market  they  do  go, 
Bui  I  poor  girl  must  stay  at  home, 

To  rock  the  cradle  O  ! 
To  rock  the  cradle  o'er  and  o'er, 

And  sing  the  lullaby, 
Was  there  e'er  a  maid  in  all  this  town 

8  a  crossed  in  love  as  I. 


244  POPULAR    SONGS, 


SHEFFIELD  APPRENTICE 

(  was  brought  up  in  Sheffield,  not  of  a  high  de. 

gree,  [more  but  me, 

My  parents  they  doated  on  me,  they  had  no 
(  rolled  in  such  pleasure,  just  where  my  fancy 

led ;  [were  fled. 

'Till  I  was  bonnd  apprentice,  then  all  my  joys 

I  did  not  like  my  master,  he  did  not  use  me  well, 
I  took  a  resolution  not  long  with  him  to  dwell, 
Unknown  to  my  poor  parents,  from  him  I  ran 
away,  [the  day ! 

I  steered  my  course  to  London,  O  cursed  be 

A  handsome  young  lady  from    Holland   was 

there,  [year ; 

She  offered  me  great  wages  to  serve  her  for  a 

0  then  with  great  persuasions  with  her  I  did 

agree ;  [destiny 

To  go  to  live  in  Holland,  which  proved  my 

1  had  not  >een  inHolland  past  years  two  or  three, 
Before  th  it  my  young  mistress  grew  very  fond 

of  me,  [her  land, 

She  said  her  gold  and  silver,  her  houses  and 
If  Pd  consent  to  marry  her,  should  be  at  my 

command. 
f  said  dear  honoured  lady,  I  cannot  wed  you 

both,  [oath, 

For  I  have  lately  promisM,  and  made  a  solomn 


POPULAR    SONGS.  245 

To  wed  none  but  Polly,  your  pretty-chamber- 
maid, 'Loetrayed. 
Excuse  me  my  dear  mistress,  6ne  has  my  heart 

Then  in  angry  humour,  away  from  me  did  run 
Resolved  to  be  revenged  before  it  was  long, 
She  being  perplexed,  she  could  not  be  my  wife, 
That  she  would  seek  a  project  to  take  away  my 
life. 

One  day  as  wo  were  walking,  all  in  the  garden 
gay,  [and  gay 

The  flowers  they  were  springing  so  delightfu 
A  gold  ring  from  her  finger,  as  I  was  passing  by, 
She  slipt  into  my  pocket,  and  for  it  I  must  die. 

My  mistress  swore  I  robb'd  her,  and  quickly  I 
waa  brought,  [fault, 

Before  a  grave  old  justice,  to  answer  for  my 

Long  time  I  pleaded  innocent,  but  it  w  as  of  no 
avail,  [jail. 

She  swore  so  hard  against  me,  that  I  was  put  to 

It's  now  the  last  assizes  are  drawing  on  apace, 
A.nd  presently  the  judge  will  on  me  sentence 
pass,  Tto  the  tree 

From  the  place  of  confinement  they  brought  me 
So  wo  to  my  mistress,  for  she  has  ruined  me. 

Ml  you  that  stand  around  me,  my  wretched  fate 

to  see, 
Don't  glory  in  my  downfall,  I  pray  you  pity  me, 
Believe  I'm  quite  innocent  I  bid  tho  world  adieu, 
farewell  my  pretty  Tolly,  I  die  for  love  of  you 


246  POPULAR    SONGS. 

GREEN  BUSHES 

As  I  walk'd  thro'  the  meadows  one  morning  n 

May, 
Delighted  to  see  the  young  lambkins  at  play, 
Among  the  green  bushes  I  met  a  sweet  maid, 
I  saluted  her  kindly,  and  thus  to  her  said  ; — 
"  I'll  buy  you  fine  jewels,  and  I'll  give  you  rings 
With  diamonds  so  costly  and  many  fine  things 
And  gowns  and  fine  petticoats  flounced  to  thu 

knee, 
To  leave  father  and  mother  and  marry  me." 
My  father's  a  shephard,  he  keeps  sheep  on  you 

hill. 
Ana  you  may  go  lo  nim,  and  ask  his  good  will 
indeed  will  I,  lassie,  I  will  go  instantly, 
And  among  the  green  bushes  my  Jenny  meeU 

me. 
Good  morning,  old  man,  you're  feeding  you? 

flock, 
Will  you  give  me  a  ewe  lamb  to  breed  a  stock  ? 
Indeed  will  I,  laddie,  they're  up  on  the  lea, 
And  among  the  gieQn  bushes  my  Jenny  meets 

me. 
i  >  i  says  the  farmer,  you  nave  me  beguiled, 
For  I  little  thought  it  was  my  dear  child, 
But  since  it  is  so,  e'en  so  let  it  be, 
A  na  among  the  green  bushes  my  Jenny  meeto 

me. 
To  church  then  they  went  without  more  delay, 
And  to  her  fond  lover  she  would  not  say  nay, 
And  he  often  sings  as  she  sits  on  his  knee, 
Among  the  green  bushes  my  Jenny  meets  me. 


POPULAR    SONGS. 


THE  BLOODY   BROTHER. 

Awake,  O  muse,  let  all  tilings  hear 

The  awful  scene  of  late — 
Let  heaven  blush,  earth  drop  a  tear. 
■    On  a  poor  maiden's  fate. 


24y  POPULAR    3C)Nt*d. 

A  tragedy,  unkind — severe — 

Void  of  repentance's  sighs — 
A  fate  relentless.     In  Yorksliii 

A  Lady  bleeds  and  dies. 
At  Leeds,  in  Yorkshire,  we  hear 

A  noble  lord  did  dwell, 
He  had  a  son  and  daughter  fair, 

As  many  know  full  well. 
His  lady  happened  to  die, 

Each  was  his  choicest  care, 
His  daughter  he  loved  best,  they  say, 

Both  dutiful  and  fair. 
Lords  and  Knights  they  courted  her, 

But  she  would  them  deny, 
Saying,  ■  I  am  resolved 

A  maid  to  live  and  die.' 
Her  fame  throughout  the  country  rang\3 

So  dutiful  was  she ; 
Her  brother  fell  in  love  with  her, 

Which  caused  this  tragedy. 
So  was  he  struck  in  love  with  her, 

That  to  his  bed  he  went, 
He'd  many  things  but  all  in  vain, 

He  could  have  no  content. 
And  for  to  speak,  he  was  ashamed, 

And  so  he  well  might  be, 
For  such  a  thing  was  never  heard, 

Nor  known  by  none  but  me. 
One  day  he  to  his  sister  sent, 

So  up  to  him  she  came, 
Cries  he,  *  dear  sister  'tis  for  you 

I'm  in  this  burning  flame.' 


POPULAR    SONUS.  249 

She  hearing  him  say  so,  replied, 

4  Come  brother  tell  to  me 
What  can  I  get  to  save  your  life, 

And  I  will  get  it  free.' 
Poor  soul,  she  little  thinking 

What  was  his  base  intent, 
Kept  urging  him  to  tell  her  straight, 

What  would  give  him  content. 
1  Alas,'  the  wicked  rogue,  he  said, 

*  If  I  could  live  with  thee, 
Then  of  my  pains  I  should  be  freed, 

And  satisfied  would  be. 
■  Your  beauty  has  so  charmed  me, 

If  you  do  me  deny, 
By  gazing  at  thy  fair  body, 

I  instantly  must  die.' 
Soon  as  these  words  he  to  her  spake, 

Replying,  she  did  say, 
•You  wicked,  vile,  and  cruel  wretch^ 

Forbear  these  words,  I  pray. 

*  O  !  brother  !  once  I  loved  you  well 

As  any  sister  sure  ; 
But  now  my  love's  to  hatred  turned, 
I  cannot  you  endure. 

*  You  are  the  worst  of  creatures,  sure ; 

And  do  deserve  to  burn, 
If  you  was  not  my  brother  dear, 
You  out  of  doors  I'd  turn. 

*  For  now  you  are  hateful  in  God's  aight 

And  all  will  you  disdain, 
How  can  you  so  offend  the  Lord, 
In  being  so  profane.' 


250  POPULAR    songs'. 

And  then  from  him  she  quickly  goee ; 

But  yet  loved  him  so  well 
That  of  the  things  which  she  had  heard. 

Her  father  would  not  tell. 
When  she  was  gone,  then  did  he  say. 

•  Reveng'd  on  her  I'll  be — 
For  I  will  have  my  will  of  her 

The  first  opportunity.' 
She  hearing  him  for  to  say  so, 

No  rest  at  all  could  take, 
With  grief  and  wo  her  tender  heart 

Was  ready  then  to  break. 
Now,  he  was  plotting  all  the  while, 

Of  her  to  get  his  will ; 
And  afterwards,  he  was  resolved, 

Her  precious  blood  to  spill. 
Her  father  kept  a  noble  park, 

One  evening  she  did  go ; 
And,  as  her  brother  was  gone  out, 

She  walked  to  and  fro. 
Long  in  the  park  she  had  not  been 

Before  that  he  came  in  ; 
And  missing  of  his  sister  dear, 

He  to  the  park  did  run. 
Saying,  ■  If  she  is  there  I'm  safe  enough 

Revenged  on  her  I'll  be, 
For  when  I've  had  my  will  of  her, 

I'll  murder  her,'  said  he. 
But  as  he  came  into  the  place, 

Where  this  poor  creature  sat, 
Wkh  a  dissembling  smile  he  sai«i, 

'  My  sister  dear,  well  met,1 


POPULAR    SONGS.  25! 

When  she  turned  and  found  him  there, 

The  rose  her  fuce  forsook, 
And  trembling,  to  him  said, 

*  I  do  not  like  your  looks.* 
4  For  you  have  mischief  in  your  heart, 

As  I  can  plainly  see, 
But  your  desire  you  shall  not  have, 

I  am  resolved  of  me.' 
He  said  ■  sister  you  have  guesa'd  right, 

To  lie  with  you  I've  come,' 
So  this  base  wretch  most  wickedly, 

Into  her-arms  did  run. 
But  she  cried  out  with  might  and  strength 

4  Good  Lord  !  look  down  I  pray,' 
She  struggled  till  her  strength  was  gone, 

And  then  she  swooned  away. 
As  soon  as  e'er  she  did  revive, 

Said  he,  4  I'll  end  the  strife, 
You  shall  not  tell  what  I  have  done, 

But  here  I'll  have  your  life.' 
Cries  he,  4  this  knife  shall  end  the  smarl 

And  none  shall  know  the  truth, 
I'll  stab  thee  in  thy  strumpet's  heart, 

Therefore  make  no  dispute.' 
She  hearing  him  for  to  say  so, 

Unto  the  Lord  she  cried, 

*  O  had  it  been  thy  blessed  will, 

That  I  before  had  died. 

•  Sure  then  I  never  should  have  felt 

The  torments  that  I  go  through, 
Sure  thou  canst  not  mv  brother  be, 
/  .nd  thus  to  use  me  so. 


M  POPULAR    SOIvGS. 

1 1  am  your  flesh  and  blood,*  she  said, 

1  Don't  use  me  so  severe, 
Since  you've  defiled  me,  spare  my  life, 

For  Christ'^  sake  brother  dear.' 
He  says,  '  these  words  will  not  prevail 

But  here  I'll  have  your  life ; 
Then  in  her  breast  as  white  as  snow, 

He  put  the  hateful  knife. 
The  tears  did  trickle  down  her  cheekf 

Her  life  of  him  she  crav'd, 
4  O,  don't  forget  the  judgment  day  ! 

How  can  you  then  be  saved  V 
«  No  longer  will  I  stay,'  he  said, 

Then  gave  the  fatal  blow, 
Her  precious  blood  upon  her  breast 

Did  like  a  fountain  flow. 
This  did  not  turn  his  ingrate  heart, 

Undaunted  still  was  he  ; 
He  straightway  went  and  dug  a  grave, 

And  hid  her  fair  body. 
And  when  that  he  the  grave  had  dug, 

And  laid  her  in  the  ground, 
He  went  and  covered  up  her  blood, 

For  fear  it  would  be  found. 
Such  heinous  things  cannot  be  hid, 

From  God's  most  precious  sight, 
For  in  short  space  this  heinous  crime 

Was  brought  in  open  light. 
Her  aged  father  long  did  mourn 

For  her  but  could  not  hear 
What  had  become  of  his  sweet  child* 

Whom  he  did  love  so  dear. 


POPULAR    SONGS.  25f 

This  wicked  wretch,  her  brother,  he 

Did  with  him  seem  to  mourn ; 
Her  father  little  thought  that  he 

The  wibked  deed  had  done. 
One  day  he  to  his  son  did  say, 

*  We  will  a  hunting  go- 
Since  thy  dear  sister  can't  be  found ; 

We'll  try  to  ease  our  wo.' 
Full  six  months  her  corpse  lay  here, 

Covered  with  dust  and  mould ; 
And  strangely,  as  you  shall  hear, 

The  murder  it  was  told. 
The  sport,  it  did  but  just  begin — 

Unto  this  place  they  come  ; 
The  hounds  all  of  a  sudden  stopp,d, 

They  would  no  farther  run. 
Now,  he  then  amazed  stood — 

So  did  the  nobles,  all ; 
A.nd  his  son  turned  pale  as  death, 

And  from  his  horse  did  fall. 
This  place  was  opened  instantly 

Where  they  soon  here  found, 
The  body  of  his  daughter  d5*r 

Laid  in  this  spot  of  ground 
And  when  that  they  had  him  reviv'd, 

And  to  his  senses  come, 
His  father  said,  *  I  fear  you  have 

This  cursed  action  done.' 
Then  straightway  to  her  corpse  he  went 

And  kissed  her  corpse  of  clay, 
•  Saying,  it  is  my  child  of  whom 

I  took  such  care  alway.' 


254  popxjlar   songs. 

He  kissed  her  corpse  till  floods  of  tears 

Down  from  his  eyes  did  flow — 
■ Since  her  dead  body  it  is  found 

I  mean  the  truth  to  know.' 
And  when  they  taxM  him  with  the  sarm 

He  could  not  it  deny : 
And  when  he  had  the  story  told 

He  made  them  all  to  cry. 
Father  !  where  shall  I  go  ! 

Or  whither  shall  I  run.' 
*  You  shall  to  prison  go,'  said  he, 

« And  there  receive  your  doom. 
For  no  compassion  you  had  at  all, 

Upon  your  sister  dear 
The  worst  of  deaths  you  do  deserve, 

For  being  so  severe. 
1  She  was  to  me  as  dear  as  you, 

And  I  did  love  her  best.* 
1  The  Lord  receive  my  soul,'  said  he 

*  For  here  I  cannot  rest.* 

He  ordered  him  for  to  be  seized, 

And  into  prison  sent, 
Until  the  assizes  here  he  lies — 

Lord  send  he  may  repent. 
Her  father  instantly  run  mad, 

And  on  his  bed  was  tied, 
None  did  expect  him  for  to  live 

Until  his  son  was  tried. 
We  hope  this  will  a  warning  be, 

To  wicked,  lustful  men  ; 
For  such  a  thing  was  never  heard; 

Since  first  the  world  be^an. 


POPULAR    faONGS. 


255 


THE  CROOKED  RIB. 

It  is  not  of  Alexander,  nor  heroes  that  I  sing, 
it  is  not  of  Roman  Emperor  nor  any  such  z. 

thing : 
But  give  me  time,  and  I  will  describe  as  perfect 

as  I  can, 
The    artfulness   and   vreachery    that  lies  in  a 

woman. 

When  women  were  createo  they  were  taken 

out  o^man, 
Out  of  a  long  crooked  bone,  deny  it  if  you  can  : 
Out  of  a  long  and  crooked  rib  created  women 

were, 
And   thus  their   crooked   natures  show    how 

crooked  women  are. 


25fi  POPULAR    SONGS. 

A.s    women    were   (treated    on   purpose   for  a 

trouble, 
And  proud  they  are  as  lucifer,  deceitful  as  the 

devil  ; 
They  will  dress  themselves  in  rich  array,  like 

Mermaid  they  will  sing, 
And  when  they  catch   men  in  their  snare  like 

serpents  they  will  sting. 

O,  if  I  should  marry  a  black   wife  my  friends 

would  laugh  at  me, 
If  I   should  marry  a  youiig  one   a  cuckold   1 

should  be, 
If  I  should  marry  an  old  one  i  declare  she  had 

been  tried,  • 

If  I  should  marry  a  handsome  one  she   would 

puff  me  up  with  pride. 

I  have  heard  men  boast  and  often  they  had  got 

a 'virtuous  wife, 
And  that  they  were  enjoying  all  the  comforts 

of  this  life ; 
But  that  if  once  he  displeases  her,  so  soon  she 

will  lot  him  know 
So  bridle  reins  can  hold  her  in,  no  spurs  will 

make  her  go. 

So  here  is  a  health  to   all   good  wives,  though 

numbers  are  but  few, 
And  here  is   a  health  to  all  good  women  that 

commonly  prove  true, 
And  health  to  your    sweetheart,   the   girl  that 

you  love  b^st, 
And  here  is  a  health  to  my  wife — and  the  d — I 

take  the  rest 


